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The Danube, a Chinese Market and a bunch of dead people

For our first day together (because yes that’s different from my first day which I spent mostly with Jen) in Budapest, PC and I decided to explore the Pest side of the city, that is the castle side. It’s to nobody’s surprise that we ended up doing just NOT that. Instead, we ended up getting lost in a cemetery and then at an alleged Chinese market, after which we thought it would just be best to take it easy and have a little-turned-into-long stroll along the banks of the Danube.

That's my reaction to the whole thing.
That’s my reaction to the whole thing.

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Exploring my Backyard: The Art of Moving

By pure coincidence today, we ended up at a guest exhibition at the State Art and Sculpture Museum here in Ankara featuring the paintings of a Turkish artist, Ayşegül Poroy. The museum, or art gallery which is how I would call it, usually holds such exhibitions showcasing the work of local artists, although not much information is available to the public. Surprising when the entrance was free. I’d definitely have gone earlier, had I known about it.

The theme of the exhibition “Moving” is definitely one that I can relate to – and probably you as well – although my sort of moving involves only a backpack and no fragile-marked boxes, which is a prominent feature in her paintings. The composition of the paintings was definitely something that stood out and I loved all the vibrant colours she used. I checked the prices at which the paintings were selling and they were a killer – not that I’m surprised. I wouldn’t mind having one or two of these in my living room myself (if I had a living room, and money of course).

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Slow venture into Nuremberg

If I had to describe Nuremberg, I’d say it’s a little fairytale-like town with a Thai restaurant and an Irish pub at every corner. One could say it was perfect with the winter wonderland cast around but snow and I don’t go very well together. My non-snow-proof shoes – I was being optimistic about it not snowing at all – made it hard to explore the city properly (probably my constant moaning too, poor PC) as well as my limited ability to walk in snow but I didn’t fall, so I give myself that at least. In my defense, I am from the tropics: I deal better with sand than with snow.

Winter Wonderland in Nuremberg
Winter Wonderland in Nuremberg

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