The chronicles of a Hungarian and European infinite pub crawl
Most people ask me how did I come to the idea to start a blog about pubcrawling. The answer wouldn’t be complete due to only one reason, although so many rivers of my life ran into this direction, and once they met, they created this idea with an immediate yes on it in my mind. Continue Reading
One day after I said goodbye to Maxi bar in Opatija, I was in Hungary again. I was travelling to Zalaegerszeg through Hévíz, but I missed my connection. I won one hour there. I went to look around how the second most commercial guest nights counting Hungarian settlement was developing since my last time there. Continue Reading
I visited more than 80 venues on my tour when I was thinking, that I am already aware of most of the aspects of a pub’s popularity, how one can attract more people or even the majority, than others. The idea of better do a rating or ranking crossed my mind again. Maybe it would Continue Reading
How can you meet in the Budapest nighlife the city’s oldest youth choir? How can you catch an English bar singer perform an own song based on only one Hungarian word, the ‘petrezselyem’ (parsley) from a corner, just accidentally? How do you get to know the shocking urban legend of the dildo hanging down from Continue Reading
I will be a pub crawl blogger once, when I will be old, when I will have the time or just maybe… – i had no deadline, but after it started to happen by itself, there was no limit. I realized that I started it, only after I actually started it. My subconscious forced a Continue Reading
What does it mean that I rather write about the pubs themselves and not about the alcohol? A famous Hungarian author, Sándor Márai already put this into words very well related to our old traditional coffee houses: “The visitor doesn’t only want to have a black coffee here, but he is also willing to spend Continue Reading