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Category Archives: Hungary
Szerelmemhez
After the Lithuanian, Spanish and Romanian translations of my Valentine’s Day poem, I can now add a Hungarian translation, thanks to Judit Gábris. … A kérdés, hogy az igaz szerelem a véletlen műve e avagy felkutatható soha nem zavart minket, mert mi egyik kategóriába … Continue reading
Hungarian Runes
As if Romanian and Hungarian wouldn’t be hard enough already, I have discovered a third alphabet, hitherto unknown to me, on street signs in the Szeklerland in Romania. The writing directly above the arrow is in Old Hungarian script, also called Hungarian … Continue reading
The Revolutions of 1989
1989, those were the times! With each broadcast of the evening news, the world changed so quickly that most people already lost track back then. Now, 25 years later, only a vague recollection of falling walls, fired shots and popping champagne … Continue reading
Posted in China, Cold War, Estonia, Europe, Germany, History, Human Rights, Hungary, Latvia, Lithuania, Poland, Politics, Romania
Tagged Human Rights
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There used to be a village…
… but now there is only a cemetery left. Those are the graves of the victims of the Sărmașu massacre committed in 1944.
Posted in History, Holocaust, Hungary, Photography, Romania, Travel, World War II
Tagged Camarasu, Sarmasu
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Sad Things (13) Postcard from Viktor Orbán
Returning from a two-week holiday, I was excited to open my mailbox as soon as I came home. I expected parcels, fan mail, magazines and postcards from around the world. You can imagine my disappointment when, upon my return from the Balkans … Continue reading