Enroute to Kaposvar, Hungary, as I write this. We’re seated in a comfortable train with a berth to ourselves again. We’re rolling through the Hungarian countryside with fields on either side of the tracks. Hmmm…we just stopped.
To my left lies a typical village. I see lovely large homes surrounded by metal fences. Some houses are pink with yellow trim. Some are two-storey – the top storey is bright yellow, and the lower is finished with rock. Others are constructed of red bricks. Down the street stands a ramshackle house made of weathered grey wood. The yard stretches to the side – it’s mostly mud, with a couple of shacks pressed against an old wooden fence. A man wearing black gumboots walks there – perhaps he just finished feeding the chickens that are scurrying about the place, or milking the cow that’s chewing its cud a few feet away. (Our train pulled in and then pulled out before I could get a picture).
Hungarian countryside scene
Grace and Barb in downtown Kaposvar -- it's beautiful here!
We’re bound for Budapest where we’ll meet our IM friend Barb, who has (hopefully) flown in from the States this morning. Together we’ll travel to her home in Kaposvar – the city where this weekend’s women’s conference will be held.
Later….we did it! We managed to find Barb at the Budapest train station, amidst a throng of people rushing to either get off or get on the train. That was an amazing feat – “Thank You, God.”
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