My Hungary impressions
going to Hungary was tons of fun. I had a blast with all the youth, dancing, talking, walking around town. There was one thing that bothered me though: The Hungarian they speak there is not the one we speak here. In consequence: 1. I did not understand the announcer when he said what line my train was on. I kept running from line to line, asking people if that was the train to Szeged 2. A sentence sounds like one word, making it very hard for me to understand the things that were being said. 3. For the Fireside, I had one of the Elders translate for me the things I wouldn't understand, but in the end, I realized he understood even less than I did 4. I would use words we use over here, and they would be so confused (I guess we invented some words here, rewritten Hungarian :)) ) 5. I speak and think slow in Hungarian, so by the time I try to say something, everyone has moved on with th...