Katapult kavezo

I first came here with my Hungarian teacher, way back when I was studying at the Hungarian Language School. We would often see one of our old teachers here, drinking her beers one after the other. I saw her the other night as well, and she was happily getting sloshed at the bar. But now I can speak to her, at least!

Some things change, but most things just stay the same. I love that.