Me and my friends decided to go to one of the big cemeteries in Budapest as part of our Halloween night, and also because it’s all saint’s day and stuff now. Here’s the Russian part of the cemetery with communist colored leaves
Graves with a mall in the background
Blaha Lujza, mostly known for her metro station
Me, mostly known as creepy
Double creepy with Nicole
RIP it up!
Sweets are needed after a cold dark night among graves
I didn’t dress up this halloween this year, but wore my snake belt. It’s probably the best thing I got this year, at least from the reptile shaped accessories I have.
I was thinking about showing you some of my old halloween costumes, but then I didn’t because I went out to eat dumplings at the Chinese market instead. Found some fake tattoos as well that we were having fun with after the cemetery. Funny enough I quite liked having neck tattoos, never thought so. Even though I like tattoos, a neck tattoo was never something I considered before. Should I get one? What kind? If you say yes and draw a cool picture I will get one. I promise. If you pay for it. Okay, maybe, not sure.
Today’s Thursday, but I’m going to to show you what I did on Saturday. In the morning I happened to run in to Gandhi. We had a moment together in the shade, then I left him there because I prefer the sun.
Tried out a pool where you can swim just a few meters away from a giant pineapple. No, that’s not the giant pineapple, it’s a woman.
The Pineapple with a big P
Watering the giant pineapple is hard job, but someone has to do it. This man’s obviously lost it and is watering the tennis court instead.
DICK dress ULTRA
As if Gandhi and the giant pineapple wasn’t enough excitement for a day, I went for dinner in the Chinese quarters. We found this sign amusing. What was not so amusing was being refused dumplings in two places.
Living in a big city, or just anywhere where there are people,(I’ve never lived in a forest, it could be even more challenging, my intuition tells me there are lots of crazy there) comes with good and bad. Sometimes you just can’t judge which one it is, hence the look on my face.
What has been seen can’t be unseen
A couple doing a weird performance on the street possibly salsa. Note the hand on the left showing the escape route for those terrified of getting sucked into a dance whirl with those two.