Happiness comes in various forms. For
one it's money, for others health, luck, love or other constants of
life, but I just recently realized that's it's never the same for
various people. It's little things which makes difference. For me now
it's my target – to get experience and be best at my work so I will
stop be so seriously underpaid. And learn the language somehow. For
that I guess I just need to be so lazy. Thing is I cannot force
myself into thinking of spending money for courses while being
seriously underpaid. So I listen. A lot. Which resulted my Czech
into bar/technical but not every day life Czech. Either way when I
spent my very very very deserved holidays in Budapest, for me it took
several days to switch to English. And yeah, when I did, I heard
about my non existent 'Russian accent' from quite a lot idiots.
However, the week in Budapest was
simply awesome. Of course, that impression was partially caused by
the fact that I was extremely tired after eight months non stop
working. I couchsurfed on first few days. I was lucky enough not only
to get emergency host but also one living in perfect location of Heroes square but also was very hospitable, helpful and had few cute cats. For me it took few days and several walking tours to get nice sun tan and properly relax. I cannot even say what i liked the most - weather, city, people or just general atmosphere, but god dammit, after several days i missed good beer terribly even not being hardcore beer drinker. Hungarian beer is so horrible that probably only Finnish one can beat it. Bear Grylls might actually like it.
