My History Profs name is Atilla...

So, I’m slowly freezing to death as I write this. Yes, ha-ha, the Southern Californian went Eastern Europe…very funny. I am currently wearing long underwear, sweats, a t-shirt, long-sleeved shirt, sweater, and two pairs of socks. I have to say, this is a tad ridiculous, especially considering that it is still September.
I had a beautiful Sunday; Alli, Steph, Korina and I decided to go to the Szechenyi baths. They are in City Park—where I will be ice-skating come winter—right next to Hero Square. Again, just Google it. It is still very odd bustling around the city with monuments all around going about everyday life. It just impresses on me the difference of living in a big city in Europe and living in LA. It makes states like ours seem almost cute, like little kids. California was founded in 1850, Hungary celebrated 1000 years of statehood in 1896, do the math. By the way, I’m taking A History of Hungary, not going to be quite as Easy as US History I’ve surmised, just a tad more to cover. By the way, do you know how many times Hungary has been occupied? Its really almost ridiculous.
Classes started today, seems like they will be good. A little different from Scripps obviously, but these profs know that we are mostly American and do their best to adapt to our teaching styles. As Karyn so perfectly put it, “The post-secondary education system here makes the US system look like the hippie-babysitter system.”
Anyway, nothing terribly exciting, I have a slight cold, but I can sleep a ton tomorrow because I only have Hungarian class. I think tomorrow I will tackle the market again, I will attempt to make soup. Yes, everyone can have a nice laugh at the idea of me cooking.

Hungarian phrase: Viszlat! “Bye”