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| I might have taken this exact shot before, maybe several times. So did everybody else, judging by the amount of people with photographic devices ranging from phones to i-pads (will once slap someone over the had with one of those when they're blocking my shot) I had to dodge yesterday on the bridge. But sunsets, especially over the Danube, are like poison. Can't help them. Thank God I'm more restrained with sunrises, for the mere reason that I'm in bed most of the time when they happen. |
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| Someone's negatives and family album lay scattered on Paulay Ede street on a hot Friday morning |
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| Cannot help but wonder how they got there, and why |
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Hungaroring is traditionally one of the hottest circuits of the year- not necessarily in a racing sense, since it's notoriously difficult for overtakes, but the weather in late July- early August tends to be as scorching as it ever gets in Budapest. Maybe that's why Kimi can't go past second. Though he could simply think of it as 90 minutes in a sauna.
A sauna it is for most of the spectators too, and a hot loud hell for those who can't afford the costlier seats above the paddocks. Getting there is one thing, but returning in the evening is a task for the greatest masters of survival. So, to sum it up, you queue in the morning for the bus, you trample over vast fields of wild vegetation and the occasional horse manure, you enter a cauldron of hot air, go deaf for several hours and arrive at the brink of insanity when you really can't tell Kimi and Grosjean apart after lap five. Then look for a spot of shade (moderately possible) and good beer (out of the question). And at the end you check your smartphone (or if you're a technological Neanderthal as myself, text your friends) to find out who won cause the loudspeaker is killed off by the demented cry of the arriving cars.
If you think this sounds like visiting a circle in Dante's hell, I can confirm you are correct. So, you wonder, is it worth it? Oh yes, every damn excruciatingly hot, stinky and loud second of it.
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| Senseless Sziget classic: being chased by two giant sized pigeons |
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| No Sziget without a bride and her beer. Mr Kusturica below approves |
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| Emir Kusturica feeling quite at home on Sziget. He'll be back this year too. |
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| Being comfortable during the afternoon concerts saves your energies for later |
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| So later you can dance |
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| Taking Sziget very seriously indeed. |
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He still has unfinished monkey business. The Stone Roses |
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| Wild Beasts |
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| The XX feeling quite out of place in the daylight. But then mercifully darkness came. |
