Author Archives: Margaret Poda

The Search for the Perfect Burrito

I vividly remember the first time I had a burrito. It was at Taco Bell with my sister, and it was filled with caesar salad. I remember thinking, “This is disgusting. After all I have heard about burritos, things have … Continue reading

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The Train to Ljubljana

There is something magical about train travel. It is not like being in a plane, where you simply fly over the world, missing out on the scenery. Nor is it like being in a car, since in a car, you … Continue reading

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Bosnia: An Easter Adventure

I have reached the point in the semester where the is more time behind me than before me. In the past, this has induced a sort of a panic: the fear of finals, the rush to find an internship, the … Continue reading

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At Home in Hungary

Spring is tentatively appearing in Budapest. Though the weather report still threatens snow, the sun is trying to find its way out of the clouds. Last week it was midterms, so nothing seriously interesting to report there aside from the … Continue reading

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Hungry in Hungary

(Warning: this post may induce grumbling stomachs, drooling, or the urge to immediately go out and buy a large serving of the nearest comfort food.) One thing I knew about Hungary before arriving was the fact that Hungary has good … Continue reading

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Making the Best of a Bad Situation

Last weekend I went to Belgrade, Serbia. Arriving at precisely 6:23 AM from Budapest, I immediately went to the hostel, checked in, and started exploring the city. I was out the entire day. I went to Tito’s Tomb outside of … Continue reading

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New Place, New People

I seem to have settled into my life here in Budapest. I know my roommates, the main trams and metro stops, the good restaurants near my dorm, and the local grocery store. As a result of my very beginner Hungarian … Continue reading

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Hungary for Adventure

I seem to once again find myself heading east. Though I spent last semester in Russia, I feel strangely unprepared to go to Hungary. At least with Russia I knew some of the language, whereas Hungarian is still more than … Continue reading

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Leaving Russia

It has been 3 days, 27 hours, 14 minutes, and 54 seconds since I arrived home. I did a lot on this trip to Russia, and quite frankly, I did not want to leave. I tried new foods such as … Continue reading

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Cut and Dryed

Thought it may be a tidge strange, I have decided to comment on the strange/unusual/fantastic/dreadful hairstyles of the Russian people. People here have interesting ways of coping with the climate, and its inevitable destruction of every hair on a person’s … Continue reading

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