30 Days By Train
September 23, 2003
I rose early because Eva was up, and together we caught a Budapest sunrise. When Marta woke I watched her boil raw milk, and we then shared a delicious pot of tea. Later in the day we visited my Grandmother's (her mother's) grave, to tidy it up and place fresh flowers. She showed me the historic cemetary.
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