I've recently come to the conclusion that I would like to write a thesis as part of my master's degree. I don't need to write one, it's not required for graduation, I just think that it would be a good thing to do.
Or perhaps I'm just a glutton for punishment.
Nevertheless, I'm trying to come up with a topic. I really don't know how. There are a lot of things that interest me, but can I write 100 pages on that topic? I'm not so sure.
I think I would like to write about the resurgence of far-right nationalism in Central and Eastern Europe, more specifically Hungary, but I need to narrow it down a bit...and find a thesis advisor....and then do research...and then write it...
I'd like to think I can do this, but I also have some serious doubts about my ability to produce a thesis.
My goal is to come up with a topic and contact possible thesis advisors over the next four weeks (while I'm still in Budapest) and hopefully (!) start some preliminary field research.
Oy vey!
This may very well be the worst idea of my life thus far.
Well, I'm two months into my three month stay in Budapest. I'm pretty devestated that it's coming to an end (yeah, I know...four weeks left, but I'm a doom and gloom kind of gal and prefer melodrama when it comes to my own life).
Before I headed here I made the most pathetic to do list with the intention of updating it soon after my arrival. Well, as is the trend for this summer, I'm behind. I have been keeping a running to do list in a notebook, but now I will share it with the world. Here it is with things I have and have not done and that I will hopefully get to do before I leave!
Go to the the thermal bathsScarlett and I went to the Szechenyi baths- Go to Croatia
Visit Beata in SzékesfehévárTwice!- Rent a bicycle and ride around the city
Reunite with some of my favorite Polish peopleThat's been the theme of my summerSpend some quality time at Szimpla kertMy favorite bar in the whole world- Go to as many of the ruin pubs as possible
See the Budapest Klezmer BandTwice! At the Buda Hilton and in City Park- Drink a cappuccino at the Central Kavehaz (Not going to happen since it's closed for renovations!)
Go to the OperaWe saw a Wagner opera and CarmenSwim in Lake BalatonDidn't swim because of bad weather, but I dipped my feet in after a long bike ride along the lake!- Enjoy a glass of Hungarian wine in Eger or Tokaji
Walk around the Jewish QuarterI go as often as I can!Explore the Great Market HallI've been more times than I can remember- Visit Momento Park
Hike up Gellert HillBeen there, done that!Learn basic Hungarian(ha!) I'm tryingTravel around TransylvaniaBrasov and Cluj-NapocaExplore the Castle DistrictDid it!Visit SzentendreA lovely, little, Danubian town- Listen to a Balkan Brass Band in Serbia
Dance on a splav in BelgradeWho knew sketchy boats could make good nightclubs?Go to the Terror House museumSarah, Beata, and I made it there- Visit Vienna
Eat langosToo many times!Try as many traditional Hungarian sweets as possibleMission accomplished
A few weeks ago my boss told me about this sweet shop, aptly named, Sugar. Well I took my sweet (ha!) time finding it- and that was a good idea, because this place is seriously dangerous. Diabetics beware! Actually, all people beware!
Look at all that candy! And an entire wall of Jelly Bellys! 
And freshly made sweets and pastries. And ice cream. And a rice pudding bar…
Sarah and I restrained ourselves (for now) and split a slice of chocolate raspberry tart.

If I have to be rolled off the plane, you'll understand why. Please don't judge me. It was all worth it. I just can't say no to sugar/chocolate/sweets!





Let me tell you the reader's digest history of this hill. The Bishop Gellért was brought to Budapest by the king (which one? I don't know!) to educate his son. Unfortunately for Gellért, there was some tribe that did not approve of him…well, they kidnapped him, stuffed him in a barrel, drove nails into said barrels and rolled poor Gellért down the hill. Needless to say, Gellért did not go out of this world pleasantly. He was canonized and is the patron saint of Budapest…

Thankfully some Italian men came to my rescue before Jackie or I got injured…



At the top of the hill is the Liberation Monument, more commonly known as the giant bottle opener...





















