i've always been saying that the only thing that makes a travel interesting, it's the story from all these different people that you crosspath with...

everyone has a different story, every single person...

so i was sharing a bottle of red wine and coke (Kalimotxo) with roomie Szabi, when he told me how he got about living in London...

the dude took up electrical engineering back home in Hungary, where he studied for two years, and got offered a scholarship to be trained as an athlete in the states. So without much hesitation, he quickly signed up, eager for a change of environment.

So what do you do when you have zero literacy of the language in an english-speaking country? you adapt.

He got his friend to sit for the TOEFL test for him (fake ID and everything), where he passed the test with flying colour and have his scholarship granted, and before he knew it, he was on his way to memphis.

So long story short, he only stayed in the states for one and a half years, and got expelled from the uni in his sophomore year when they found out he faked his toefl test (that part was interesting, he slept with some bloke's girlfriend, the dude found out, got pissed off, went to the authority and rat him out).

with only two grand in his pocket, he bought a car for one grand, and started a cross-country trip to LA, california, where dreams can come true. it did for him, he got himself a rich girlfriend, spent his remaining money in vegas, and flew off to hawaii, all expense paid for...

and then when family affair called for, he flew back to europe, and on returning to the states, he found that he has been deported, they discovered that he has been staying there illegally after his student visa became void, and decided that he shall never step foot in the land of america in his lifetime.

so instead of flying into the land of dreams, he took a detour and ended up in Mexico. and while he enjoyed the lifestyle there and lived there for a bit, he soon realized he's getting no where and hence came to london to earn the pounds.

and now he's just stuck here, like everyone else...the thing about london is that, people easily get complacent and fall into the comfortable zone, and as time goes by, it just gets harder to get out of it...

i have been invited to Hungary for white Christmas, but im gonna pass for now, as ive already made plans for Christmas in London, will hafta wait till next year for my first white christmas...

will just be contented with a Gray one this year...