Erasmus in the "city of sunshine"
THE ARRIVAL It was a near-horrible first day in Budapest. The elevators didn't work. I met nice people, but my 18kg-bag didn't seem to help. The transit from Ferihegy railway station to Szeged was a hot and damp 2-hour journey. It took about 5 minutes to finally cramp myself between three other adults in one of the claustrophobic coaches. I landed my sweaty body on a seat that had housed more than a thousand sweaty skins as mine. It felt good to finally sit. So I'm now in Szeged, and first things first, it felt like no one lived in the city. It had an eerie vibe. The tram stop just by the station had only three senior citizens waiting apart from the passengers that had just arrived. Maybe something was not right; but I read on about seven different blogs that Szeged was the last stop, so I couldn't have been in the wrong place. I convinced myself to be calm. After one stop, I saw the light. It was simple. Beautiful. Simply beautiful. I love the medie