Thursday, October 23, 2008
Cooking Hungarian Gulyas
I remembered after I published the last post that I had taken some photos of that experience (Photos below).
Bekes, Hungary
Good Morning,
I arrived in Bekes, Hungary last night about 11:30PM. Robert and I flew out of Bucharest at 5:30PM to Timisoara. Jozsef and Reke, his daughter, met us about 7:30PM. I decided to go back to Bekes rather than go to the Leadership Conference in Budapest.
The leaders that are meeting with Robert are all from Tomas' church, so I will be able to minister to them on Sunday.
We were scheduled to leave Bucharest about 1:00PM, but that flight was full; consequently, our late flight forced us to Robert on the train at 8:40PM to Budapest. He arrived about 11:15PM and had to drive another 50 minutes to the conference site. The train ticket cost $14.00 US and it was a sleeper car.
Joszef, Reke, and I drove to Bekes. When crossing the border at Romania into Hungary the guard asked, "Who is Leslie Boudreaux?" I said, "I am Leslie." He said, "Happy birthday Mr. Boudreaux. I said, "Thanks."
I was born in 1954 and I am 54 years old.
Our business trip went very well. About 50 people from the Department of Transportation met with us yesterday, and two private design-built highway agencies met with us the day before. It was a good time to visit. Every country that is interested in becoming a part of the European Union will have to do considerable work on their highways. This means huge allocations of money towards highway projects. So it was good.
We talked to the minister of the Department of Transportation and found out that he will be in New York City at the trade show.
Today I woke up rather late. Everything and every business is shut down. It is a national holiday. They celebrate the beginning of the revolution. October 23, 1956, the Hungarian revolution began to free themselves from Russian occupation and rule. They were freed in 1989. That year the Berlin Wall fell and Romania was freed from communism.
Jozsef made Hungarian Gulyas (goo--yash). We call it Hungarian (goo-lash--incorrectly, of course). It was great.
Gabriel, Jozsef's brother, and his children are coming over (Nora, Benza, and Martce).
Got to go.
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