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John and Lilou argue about Christmas in Budapest | We learn why they love the city | We find out what Lilou and a James Bond movie have in common

John: Budapest. Wonderful city of dreams. We went there over Christmas, or “the holidays of which we must not speak” as it is known nowadays. But in Hungary they sure seemed to like to celebrate Jesus birthday, didn’t they?

Lilou: Well, they seemed to celebrate it by not working, but I sort of missed all the Christmas decorations I’m used to in Sweden. I was actually surprised that I didn’t find any Christmas trees, Christmas lights or Advent stars in the windows. We found two Christmas markets, but they were both very small for being in a big city like Budapest.

John: Well we were sick most of the time in Budapest, from food poisoning or something, maybe they were having lots of other stuff elsewhere? But you’re right, it was different than in Sweden, but I think I liked it much more in Budapest. It felt more like Christmas should be I think.

Lilou: Really? I want all types of celebrations to be huge and over-excessive.

John: Like one of those houses we see on TV from the US where they need one separate nuclear power plant for each neighborhood?

Lilou: Ha ha, no I don’t want it to be tacky, just luxurious and beautiful.

John: We think differently. In Sweden they decorate the towns with lights and santas just to make people stop thinking about all the shit we have to put up with here. There they don’t have the same amount of shit to hide, perhaps and therefore they don’t need that kind of celebration? Or is that blasphemic?

Lilou: Beauty is beauty and people are people. The shit exists even if you hide it or not. I can enjoy beauty and still be aware of the crap going on in this country.

John: I know that. But I think we are drifting away from the main topic here, which was Budapest and what we think about the city.

Lilou: Ah, yes.

John: I love it. I love the Danube. I love you and the kids on sightseeing with me there. I love the bridges. I love the buildings. I even love the traffic. I felt at home there. What did you think?

Lilou: I loved to see the city from the airplane at night, with all the lights, I loved the Metro and the people at the Christmas market. I loved the architecture and how the city seemed to go on forever.

John: And we even went there when basically everything was closed and didn’t even see the Jewish quarter.

Lilou: No, I was so ill we had to see the city by tram one day, because I couldn’t walk. I definitely want to go back there.

John: Quite a good review. You never want to go back anywhere. You are like the title from a James Bond movie: “Never go back”.

Lilou: True dear.

John and Lilou argue about Christmas in Budapest | We learn why they love the city | We find out what Lilou and a James Bond movie have in common

John: Budapest. Wonderful city of dreams. We went there over Christmas, or “the holidays of which we must not speak” as it is known nowadays. But in Hungary they sure seemed to like to celebrate Jesus birthday, didn’t they?

Lilou: Well, they seemed to celebrate it by not working, but I sort of missed all the Christmas decorations I’m used to in Sweden. I was actually surprised that I didn’t find any Christmas trees, Christmas lights or Advent stars in the windows. We found two Christmas markets, but they were both very small for being in a big city like Budapest.

John: Well we were sick most of the time in Budapest, from food poisoning or something, maybe they were having lots of other stuff elsewhere? But you’re right, it was different than in Sweden, but I think I liked it much more in Budapest. It felt more like Christmas should be I think.

Lilou: Really? I want all types of celebrations to be huge and over-excessive.

John: Like one of those houses we see on TV from the US where they need one separate nuclear power plant for each neighborhood?

Lilou: Ha ha, no I don’t want it to be tacky, just luxurious and beautiful.

John: We think differently. In Sweden they decorate the towns with lights and santas just to make people stop thinking about all the shit we have to put up with here. There they don’t have the same amount of shit to hide, perhaps and therefore they don’t need that kind of celebration? Or is that blasphemic?

Lilou: Beauty is beauty and people are people. The shit exists even if you hide it or not. I can enjoy beauty and still be aware of the crap going on in this country.

John: I know that. But I think we are drifting away from the main topic here, which was Budapest and what we think about the city.

Lilou: Ah, yes.

John: I love it. I love the Danube. I love you and the kids on sightseeing with me there. I love the bridges. I love the buildings. I even love the traffic. I felt at home there. What did you think?

Lilou: I loved to see the city from the airplane at night, with all the lights, I loved the Metro and the people at the Christmas market. I loved the architecture and how the city seemed to go on forever.

John: And we even went there when basically everything was closed and didn’t even see the Jewish quarter.

Lilou: No, I was so ill we had to see the city by tram one day, because I couldn’t walk. I definitely want to go back there.

John: Quite a good review. You never want to go back anywhere. You are like the title from a James Bond movie: “Never go back”.

Lilou: True dear.