Yesterday evening was great.

I wrote about cooking goulash—it was a success. It was a bit less soupy as usually and some things that should’ve disappear didn’t, but it tasted good and the americans liked it too. I also gave them the presents i brought from home about home, i think they liked them. A bottle of Tokaj wine, a table of milkchocolate, honey in a bear-shaped container, a book about Hungary, and some sweets.

Then we went to the theater of the Neo-Futurists, and saw Too Much Light Makes The Baby Go Blind, thirty plays in sixty minutes. It was great, i bought a t-shirt.

Today we went out to the farmer-market, and i got a green apple free, and now we’re going out shopping. I don’t think i’ll buy many things though.