Breakfast in Budapest (and other meals)

I had no idea what I was eating. It was like a giant pretzel. There was no coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. “Sometimes I forget I have an addiction,” I had told the girls. It is not until I get that mid-morning headache after not getting my early morning cup of coffee that I realize how dependent I’ve become on it. Our biggest challenge in Budapest was finding a place where we could grab a quick, to-go breakfast while rushing to our first tourist attraction. This day we were headed to the Jewish Quarter with a 2 1/2 hour free walking … Continue reading Breakfast in Budapest (and other meals)

Four indispensable things. And coffee.

My head felt heavy, and my eyesight was still blurry. I wondered what could be more indispensable than a cup of dreamy, creamy coffee. What is more enticing than the smell of an espresso? I know the items on my list. But what’s on everybody else’s list? I took the liberty of adding a few things that have recently been brought to my attention through very personal experience. ā—¸Adventure. Having something to look forward to. Planned or unplanned; the adrenaline of feeling GREATNESS is about to happen; living in the present rush of the GREATNESS that is happening. Go ahead…find … Continue reading Four indispensable things. And coffee.