I want to go to. And take pencils and pens and paper and books in Hungarian,
because the schools in such places never have any supplies.
> i have this vague chance of getting a grant to travel to transylvania in
> order to find the family of the man who saved my fathers life during the
> war. it would be kinda like travelling into the middleages... tiny
> hungarian village in the mountains, in the middle of romania. people still
> travel in oxcarts there, from what i am told. they are also very poor.
> so that's what i am working on, trying to write up what i wanna do, cause a
> gallery wants to apply for me to do this. you know, and video it and write
> it up and stuff. cd-rom it. (i can hear jy fuming... shut up jy, you bat)
> you know... it's kinda like trying to find roots or something... seeing as
> i have none. i mean it was pivotal, him saving my father. maybe i can save
> someone else in return or something. or just bring chocolate. this latest
> no joke, i am told that if i go to bring flour and sugar, staples. life is
> hard thereabouts.
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