More than a month has passed since my last visit here. What can happen in a month?
Not too much. Just little things, but little things are equally important.
I bought a beautiful travel diary, and I really enjoy writing it in Hungarian and with a normal pen. No computers. The cat (Orlando) which belongs to the manager moved here. They live just a few houses away, and one day Orlando appeared and - sort of - stayed. She used to visit many of the neighbours' gardens and get some food as well, but gradually she set up her real base here in the guesthouse. Of course I'm glad, we are good friends.
I went to the concert of Salsa Celtica, my big Scottish discovery band. I can't tell you just in a few sentences what kind of magic they had done at Queen's Hall. ~Their music is really like a journey back and forth between Scotland and Latin-America. For a minute as the pipes or fiddles play you are roaming the green landscape of Scotland under the constantly moving clouds, you even feel the cool rain on your face; the other minute you are transported to the sunny, hot and relaxed place of Latin-America, you hear people laughing and talk with a loud voice...