Weekend in Budapest

It all started with a plane trip, the usual stuff ... Gatwick Express, checkin, a cool one-pound massage chair ride, a boring never ending flight topped with the shitty food they serve on airplanes. Bored to hell, sick and tired I finally met up with my friends. We ended up in a pub and stayed till about dawn...
There were these really cool people around the table. I am really happy I got the chance to know them better ... I heard a couple of really far out stories and anecdotes, a nice conversation about the meaning of life, religion, education, free will, you know, the usual stuff:). For all those people down there probably it was nothing out of ordinary, it was like any usual friday evening, but for me was really special. What made that evening so special? I cannot recall the last time I had this feeling ... looking around I saw everyone smiling and having a good time and what I felt is the utter lack of alienation, that in that moment all around the table are in the one place they have to be ... all these different people each with their own way to see things ended up for a short time in perfect harmony ... and all those different viewpoints ended up complementing each other instead of confronting. It was beautiful.
As for my good friends who let me sleep in front of their fuckin' huge LCDTV (not plasma), made me sandwiches, reefers and soft drinks and kept me company, man I am really grateful, you guys are the best. I ended up regretting I have to come back to London, this hasn't happened in a very long time .... see you really soon.