Journeys · Culture & Arts On a city that was born at the edge of the ancient world, survived everything history could throw at it, and remains — stubbornly, luminously — the capital of human freedom. Some cities are destinations. Paris is a civilisation. It was founded in the third century BCE by a Gallic…
Journeys · Portugal On stillness, ocean light, and the quiet confidence of a nation that once held half the world in its hands. There are countries you visit, and countries that receive you. Portugal belongs to the second kind. This is one of Europe’s oldest and most distinguished nations, and history permeates it almost physically…
–> Journeys · Series Part One of Two — The Legion Legio patria nostra. The Legion is our homeland. I grew up on the wrong side of the Iron Curtain. Communist Hungary in the 1980s was a world of invisible walls — not only the physical kind, but ideological ones that shaped everything: where you…
Musings · Preface On what we carry before we begin — genetics, inheritance, and the slow awakening of free will. We like to believe we begin with a blank slate. That life, at its start, is an open page — unwritten, unclaimed, full of pure possibility. But this is a beautiful fiction. Long before we…
JourneysFirst Arrival Hello, America.I have arrived. New York, 2012. A Hungarian boy who once dreamed of Manhattan from behind the Iron Curtain finally steps into the New World — decades late, and right on time. · · · There is a particular kind of longing that belongs only to childhood — the kind that latches…
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