Szia Jackie!

Last Friday night I said goodbye to my wonderful friend Jackie who is moving back to NYC. This brings up a lot of questions: with whom will I eat sheep's cheese on the side of the road? Who will make CDs for future road trips and educate me on 60's funk & soul? One solution - Jackie, you gotta come back.


We go to Corvinteto, Budapest's only rooftop bar.


Awwwwwwwwww, so cute. Then per usual the night devolves.


Better Bobby hold onto my purse than me as I have a history of losing it.


I seem to be wearing the same dress in all of my pictures from Budapest. I promise I wash it.


I think the question is why not pick someone else's nose?


My "sad" face attempt because Jackie is leaving. But it just comes off as...strange.