Last weekend I managed to spend one and half days in Hungary. Yeah, not very excessive, but I guess my parents getting used to and we all enjoyed it very much.
I asked my sister to take me to Citadella to refresh my memories on one of the World's best city panoramas and also to Vorosmarty square to look at a building that I heard of and is under construction. I was taking pictures on this half-built building. There was a street musician at the corner of the building and he watched me taking pictures.
'So tell me what is soo very interesting here for (fools like) you?' he did not actually add the part in brackets but certainly suggested by the tone of his voice.
I just did not feel like explaining.
'Well, things are interesting for some people.' and I moved away.
'So you do not want to speak to me? .... You know you have a huge fat ass!! You are really fat!! Ha-ha.You should lose weight first!' he shouted after me, even when we were around the corner already.
Welcome to Hungary. Where male street musicians are fully qualified women's fashion and lifestyle advisors. Not only qualified, but so devoted to their profession that they even give free advice!
You know, I had many of these situations in Hungary before. I have almost forgotten about it, how it feels. In Dubai, it would never, never ever happen. Women are more appreciated and individual features are everyone's own business.
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