HKBomber

Stealing a post from Gary's diary...

So a month later, lets recap Budapest:

I have already forgotten most of the sightseeing / working details (it has been a month) and I really dont have ways to make the working / flying part of my trip interesting. there is one little story i would like to share though.

I dont see myself as a long term relationship type of person. Reason? Simply because my interest spans is a lot shorter than that of most other people. Of course there have been girls i really want to be with but they never like me back so I never got to test how long my interest span would last with them. Sometimes, seeing someone i barely know next to me on bed does give that emptiness feeling; but when i think of all the troubles and potential disasters a relationship bring, I still feel that less attachment is better. So how does this link to Budapest?

After work one night, i went drinking with the budapest office people. Apparently, Budapest is the so-called "sex capital" of Eastern Europe, so you see lots of single women waiting for guys to show up. I went up to the bar trying to get some drinks and a single blond came and ask if i want to buy her a drink. Too much makeup, look a little mom-aunt-esque age, not interested. In the meantime, I sighted this very clean looking girl, quite a cute young face and an attractive body, on the other side of the bar. I have never really been rich enough to just buy girls but my testicular fortitude told me to go over and ask "would you mind having a drink with me?" She smiled, "sure"

She could talk, she could drink, she even liked similar music as i do. The conversation jumped from movie stars, my trip, her work, to small kisses. We started to get close physically and the office people just let us be. 2am that night, we went back to the hotel together.

The next 90 minutes is perhaps the most exciting and enjoyable time of my life.

Woke up next morning, she just finished showering. I started thinking how much i should pay her, and the words "so how much should i pay you?" were just about to come out of my lips. Then she came over, kissed me on my cheeks, pulled (equivalent of) $100 US our of her purse and laid it gently next to my bed. My brain froze. I didnt know how to react. The first thought I had was that "i didnt think there are chinese prostitutes working in Hungary"

I laughed.

We didnt leave the hotel room for another 2 hours.
(I think she got her moneys worth)

Heres some listening material off the Hungary Streets
The Streets - When You Wasnt Famous
Frente - Girl
Big Muff - My Funny Valentine
Claude Monet Presents Monica Nogueira - Je Suis Venu Te Dire Que Je M'en Vais
45 Dip - Lizzie's Balloon
Trouble makers - Electrorloge
Gotan Project - EPOCA