CURRENT MISSION let inside the Danube and take it with me ABOUT ME someone who likes rain and doesn't like umbrellas PHILOSOPHY "What I like about my past is that it can be anything I write for myself." Zoltán Beck
Interested in Adventure Sports
Interested in Books & Literature
Fluent in Catalan, Valencian
Fluent in English
Music, Movies, and Books
-Bomba Estéreo, Iseo y Dodosound, Deva, Ethnofil, Barcelona Gipsy BalKan Orchestra, Chavela Vargas, Baiuca, Fuel Fandango, Calle 13, Manu Chao, Weval, Ratatat, The Beatles, Antònia Font, La Troba Kung-Fú, Dvorak -El lado oscuro del corazón, Frida, Chocolat, Captain Fantastic, Where the Crowdads sing, Little Shop of Horrors, The Salt of the Earth, Mar adentro, Hable con ella, Sicixia, Friendship, Jenseits der Stille, Im Winter ein Jahr, Testről és lélekről (On body and soul), Liza a rókatündér (Liza the Fox-Fairy), Kontroll -El hablador, Platero y yo, El túnel, cuentos de Julio Cortázar, poemas de Vicente Huidobro, de Nicanor Parra, de Federico García Lorca, de Blanca Varela, de Anunciada Fernández de Córdova y de Ale Oseguera, Cantigas de Alfonso X, Incerta glòria, Chocolat, 1984, Sorstalanság (Fateless), poems of Miklós Radnóti, Tibor Weiner Sennyey and Teréki Anna, Várni a 29-esre
One Amazing Thing I've Done
Sleeping in the high Sierra Nevada (Spain) next to a lagoon looking at the sky with all their glaring remote worlds all night long, seeing the moon rise, cross the sky and disapear on the other side.
What I Can Share With Hosts
My company, some Hungarian meal, some poetry or any help you could need.
My Interests
cycling, poems, rock climbing, castells catalans, rowing, hiking, salsa dancing, listening to live poetry, translation, concerts, low frequencies, sustainability, ruined and seedy buildings, volunteering running on the fields with pure strength healing dazed in sun set lying down in high grass looking up to whirling blue sky enjoying sunshine without thinking sipping mind-warming coffee singing with whole heart at night laughing until my stomach hurts dancing free flowing admiring the city from the castle tasting passionate spanish words dipping deep in whirling music roaming in secret little streets cycling through red traffic lights watching rushing landscapes coming home from far lands
