Sveta, may God Bless her Cuteness, remains convinced that "tea" in England is served at 5 ' o clock. It was what she was taught at school and nothing that I can say or do can persuade her that this is another type of "tea" and that the tea that she is thinking of happens around 3:30 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon.
The first long conversation that Sveta and I ever had was on this issue.
Tomeck, the second chef ( aka The Kitchen Bitch/Cyka/Dziwka) can now say in English
"Exactly!"
" Lovely Boss!"
" I love you,. Boss"
" Did I get money today?"
"Can I have beer, please?"
I kid you not. Its a strange household.
Sveta and I are planning to meet in Budapest in about 2 weeks time. We are busy researching away and deciding what to do. We shall visit the baths but this will be slightly limited by Sveta's heart so we can't do the steam rooms which is slightly annoying. So far we seem to have discovered that Hungarian men are very handsome and that the Hungarian language is nonsense.
I am toying with the idea of taking the train there. I am led to believe that I could hop on a train Bath and travel up to town. From town get a train to Paris and from there another train to Vienna { indeed an overnight train on the "proper" Orient Express}. From Vienna it is a skip and a jump to Budapest. The whole journey would take around 24 hours and would cost not much more than a flight.
The larger part of me thinks that this would be quite jolly. I would have 24 hours on a train in which to unwind, read, forget about the pub and arrive in Budapest completely human and pleasant. I could fly from Bristol and be there in 2 hours but this is a journey likely to make me more rather than less unpleasant, due to the general unbearableness of flying nowadays, especially on these cheap airlines.
I shall contemplate it further.
PS. The spellcheck on typepad suggests that I replace "Sveta" with " Soviet"....
Isn't the tea at 3 or 4 called high tea? I don't know - y'all seem to have far too much structure around tea drinking. Although I went to a 'bridal tea' at the ritz once and it was quite nice. . .all the dainty sandwiches were so cute.
Hungarian men are handsome? I didn't realize that. . I'll have to check into it.
Posted by: Dawn | September 06, 2006 at 04:26 PM
Oooo - take the train! Sounds fun.
Posted by: Jenny | September 06, 2006 at 04:56 PM
Tea at 5 is High Tea.
Posted by: Stephen | September 06, 2006 at 05:00 PM
I love traveling by train, so I'm with Jenny on this one.
Posted by: pea | September 06, 2006 at 06:35 PM
At Mulberry Farm or some such fruitcake place in Enid Blyton's charming fertile mind used to have high tea at six. All the "ruddy" farm boys used to eat at it. I still wonder what ruddy farm boys look like. My theory is all un-ruddy farm boys moved to London because the ruddy ones called them runts and buried them in manure.Hence the urban-rural physique dichotomy.
Posted by: moizza | September 06, 2006 at 07:18 PM
I once had the good fortune to stay at the Merrion in Dublin, where I ordered high tea, by myself and I ate every bit. Yum.
Posted by: Jenny | September 07, 2006 at 01:59 AM
hey the Orient Express just passed by romania ..now its in bulgaria or smth .. i think!
Not a big deal... too modern for an atique thingy supposedly. Lots of french though and train spotters.. anyway, have fun in Budapest. Its a shithole and the language really sucks! The ppl even more! ..nice architecture though...
Posted by: Cris | September 09, 2006 at 04:28 PM