Airportstories

After a very enthusiastic start at the central station of Leiden, we were off to Budapest. We took the train to Eindhoven, and a bus to the airport. When we arrived there we found out we only had 15 minutes to board and so we rushed to the gate,,, At that moment we found out there was a delay. We had to stay at the airport for a couple of hours until we could get on the plain.
Instead of going to Budapest we were stuck on an airport with a shop and a ‘restaurant’. Luckily we got a big compensation for the 5 hours delay.. 4 euro’s to spend in the restaurant, which basically meant we could buy ourselves a cup of coffee.. Half of us bought some playing cards and started reading some books. When the voiceover said we could board, at last, we started clapping and cheering and we were, finally, truly off to Budapest.

Sophie

Sun shining bright, temperature high, completely blue sky and not a cloud in the air. Sounds great, doesn’t it? Would you like to know where we were at this time? We were stuck inside the airport, for five long hours. With our noses pressed against the walls of glass we stood staring at the departing planes, going everywhere but not to Budapest.
To kill the time we spend our four euro’s on drinks, fries and magazines. Completely up to date to ` latest fashion, we spend all our money on text messages to our parents to let them know what was going on. At first to let them know we would be leaving four hours later, then to let them know it was going to be four and an half hours later and at last to let them know we wouldn’t be leaving until six o’clock. Preciously five hours later than planned. But we survived and got through it and finally the plane arrived. Wizz-air wished us a pleasant flight. Great, guess it was already too late for that…

Maxime and Florine``````````````````````


Meanwhile in Hungary….

As the last lesson finished, we had to go to the English Library, to hear that terrible news… Our kind and waited Holland students just cannot arrive in time… So we just could not know what to do .. It was so confusing… Everyone felt so sorry … And we had to reorganize the pizza party… XD again…
(to be continued)


(here the stories about the parliament and the House of Terror ….work in progress)

Today it is election day in Hungary, we visited the parliament a day before that. Isn't it beautiful?



Our guide in the House of Terror and some of our students.




This is the wall with (some)victims of totalitarism in Hungary. Most of the victims you see here were murdered during the 'Hungarian revolution' of '56