Tomboi Travels

That day in Asotthalom and Öttömos was disappointingly realistic. My experience in Hungary with many "white" Hungarians has shown me time and time again, that hate is acceptable here, the norm. Yes, hate is everywhere and can be displayed in a variety if individuals the world round. I, am in Hungary; I've been coming here, living even for over thirteen years. What happens in Hungary was very relevant to my life, me. Today marks the day where, when, I no longer allow it to matter to me. Again, I know, this will prove a point for them, to a point. "We're a small country, no one knows or cares about us." Well, someone dis, for over thirteen years and that someone is now spiritually, emotionally and physically through, finished, done, complete, out. I can't express with enough emphasis the many times, the mountains of effort I've given and spent to prove some sort of loyalty to Hungary. I'm done. The increasing hate and willful ig...

Currently I am sitting in Korzó Étterem in Baja, Hungary. I'm here because I went to another place to eat (on route 55) and was denied entry. From everything I understood the male was saying, it was because my stomach was uncovered (photo of my outfit below). Now that I've had time to think about the encounter, I understand that sometimes, there is a dress code. I've visited other csardas in Hungary; they are like rest-stop restaurants. Never once have I gotten the vibe that there was a dress code, especially given that the male who denied me entry was wearing jeans and a t-shirt 🤔 At this point, I expect this type of behavior. Yesterday, I went to handle some business, something particular I've done before, in Hungary. Well, this time the female individual told me, after I handed her my U.S. passport, that I neded an address card; this is absolutely not true. My presence, my look, the color of my skin, my willingness to sacrifice everythi...