Few weeks ago, friend and I got bored of our town, and somehow cemeteries became the topic. So, we decided to visit the oldest graveyard in Szombathely because I`ve never been there. The place is beautiful, and it`s like you`re suddently in a whole new world in the middle of the town. I will post a photo blog later.
I introduced Colin on the new blog yesterday. Here is a marvelous photo of him enjoying a puddle bath on Sunday afternoon. Better than getting caught in the rain, like we did on last week`s walk - it was quite a funny story: Easter Monday in Hungary is the day of a folk tradition when boys go to girls` houses to throw a bucket of water on girls (or stinky perfume these days) to keep them from withering; like flowers when they aren`t watered. Sister and I tried to avoid this tradition with the walking of the dogs, and huge rain is what we got in the middle of the fields instead. Funny enough, my aunt was jogging at the same time on the same route, so she got her share too, haha!