(wo)man on the dam

It's been a while

as you may have noticed, that is a good sign

nothing particularly upstetting

and so it was, absolutely

the two holidays (in the Bükk and in the Őrség [goodness, that sounds bad!])

were perfectly relaxing

I came home with heightened energy level and lifted mood

and it lasted up to the last few days

pretty marvellously, really

I met a lovely little girl

14 months old Júlia

from whom I learned a lot

and who made me feel God's love more than anything this summer

the experience made me think about adoption 

once again

but I dismissed the idea for a while 

once again

Then this was a very busy weekend

theater on Friday, 1984

it was a lot better than I expected

quite moving in fact

Saturday morning I met Be. to sell him some coffee

he showed up in a Man on the Dam T-shirt

and as my face lit up, he said "it'll be tonight"

so I set up to walk the 26 km distance

on my own, having no one around to join me with such a short notice

This obviously meant that I freaked out

from every unusually shaped/coloured bush

and once terribly from a silent dogwalker

whom I passed almost without even noticing

and who later caught up with me

to my sheer horror

until I realised he was a fellow hiker

we met at the turning point earlier

and eventually walked together for the last five or so kms

All in all, it was a good thing to do

even if I weren't quite sure that I want to go

up to the time of leaving

and even if I was bone-tired 

I really felt as though I couldn't get out to the loo at night

and then came the papal mass in Pest...

but it all turned out quite nicely in the end