In the background two Janö Fock-era socio- realistical poster- instructions on how to properly use your favourite “made in USSR” nippers while fighting for the world revolution from your local factory and the stylish 35kg- medsovexport “FENAZETIN”- box both visually spice up our location.
We liked it in Pécs: the thermal baths in Harkány, the goulash, Gázi Kászim pasha´s mosque turned into a stylish church on Széchenyi square, the Rolls Royce ignition served in a pan with traditional Hungarian paprika slices accompanied with Pécsi beer and somewhat questionable music, the epic shisha sessions, even the magyar matter-of-fact notorious lack of humour, Violeta´s hippie/flamboyant-bohemian/hare krishna shop in which we lived on the second floor.
Yes, we don´t sleep much and yes, our sweet dreams were interrupted by the noise of our over-pressuring boiler on the verge of explosion. And there was the sweet smell of gas quickly expanding to our room too. Still, provincial Pécs was a pleasant surprise after the bed bugs in Zagreb and the boiler didn´t explode in the end;) So, on we go to Belgrade, Skopje, Thessaloniki!
By Pyotr Magnus Nedov