High fivehead. That's my picture with the Budapest Parliament. Basically the hardest thing about being a visual diary-ist is to always have someone around to willing to take over the camera. Behind all succesful blogger, there is an #instagramhusband
The first time I've been to Sziget Festival was age 12. My aunt gave me pocket money while they listened to a folk concert, and I decided to get alcohol. I ended up puking from Cherry Brandy - Well I had no idea what to order! Lesson learned, sticking with beer (and palinka!), but I'm still a diehard festival fan! I'm going to see Major Lazer tonight, who's coming?
I have this weird habit of sleeping in grandiose lingerie like a 1920's trophy wife (this is just a semi-adequate visual representation, the real ones would be NSFW). I even have the marabu feather slippers and a matching silk sleeping mask. What are you guys sleeping in? I'm super curious, it's not like we ever discuss this.