For my Budapest family: Thank You

 'I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.' - Maya Angelou

I have arrived to Budapest 2 years, 7 months and 25 days ago. Today, I leave.
(It doesn't really seem like such a long time - Trust me, it is.)

My friends here have become my family, just like it happens so many times when you are living away from your own. And I couldn't have gotten luckier.

They accepted me with all my faults and craziness. With my existencial crisis. My need for affection and hugs. My smiles and my sadness. My disappearances. My tuning in and out. My hashtags and 100happydays. They came with me for karaoke sessions time and again. They helped me every time I asked. And then again. And also even when I didn't ask.

We sang together checking the lyrics on the screen. We had crazy nights when we thought we were just going out for a tea. We practiced guitar endless nights and talked for even more. Watched the Oscars and signed a roommate agreement, just in case things would go South. We cooked risotto together. We had muffins and smoked water pipes. We went for The Godfather and Back to the Future marathons, sushi dinners and brunches.

On my small (or big) concerts they were all on the first row. And second. And third. They brought their friends, their co-workers, and stayed for one or two palinkas. Or for the whole bar stock.

They hugged me through the night when I was crying. Moved to the couch when I was snoring and let me take the bed. Cooked for me Brazilian pão de queijo, Spanish tortilla, Hungarian fish soup, chicken noodles soup and eggs after the gym. Thanks to them, I learned I knew much less about the world than I thought I did.

They helped me with Hungarian translations and taught me "zsír kiraly" and "köszönöm". Gave me their versions of Hungarian dishes for me to try to cook them myself, showed me Normafa and explained Hungarian History. 

They forgave me when I messed up and gave me a shoulder even if I hadn't deserved one. They shook me up when I was being an idiot and gave the best and the worst advice I could get, even when they knew I would just do my own thing in the end. 

They recorded amazing videos for me, gave me postcards and photos before I leave.

Thank you for making me feel accepted, happy, proud, and blessed - every single day. 

But above all, thank you guys, for all of these times when, above all of these things, you made me feel so incredibly loved.
I will miss you with all of my heart. 
See you all very soon!