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I Love Budapest

I'm not sure how many countries I've visited in the past year, but the fact that I have no idea gives you an idea. Four in the past week, if you don't count the US. A lot of good flight deals popped up, and I booked them more quickly than I could ask myself if traveling constantly was really the best use of my time. But here I am, in the air between Budapest and Amsterdam, on the last round the world I have booked.

On these trips I've been to a bunch of new places. There wasn't a single one that left me unable to find something to love of the city, but certainly some were better than others. Budapest, totally unexpectedly, is one of the best new places I've been in a long time.

That's not to say that it's objectively better than anywhere else, only that it fits my peculiar tastes remarkably well. I flew into Budapest without being able to list with certainty a single country Hungary borders. That's a good indicator of how little I knew about the city. I figured, like other European cities, I'd go to museums, walk around the city, admire the architecture, and eat delicious unhealthy food. I did those things, but also found a lot more.

Budapest is beautiful. It straddles the Danube river with three different bridges, and along those banks are beautiful old European buildings. But go a bit further in and you also see really well done modern architecture, sometimes integrated with old buildings.

" The Unraveling "

On Where Pianos Roam

So, it's about time that I unveiled the cover of my debut album .  .  .  . The artwork is actually an original drawing of mine that I did back about 2001.  It really was meant to be just a practice sketch for a bigger piece and a whole series of drawings, but I liked it so much that it became its own art piece.  It's called "The Unraveling".   It even comes with a poem that I might someday share.  Otherwise, I think it does quite well standing on its own. Last year, I was sitting in my bedroom wondering what in the world the album cover would look like.  I already had an old photograph in mind until I happened to look up at my wall.  There it was staring right at me.  This old sketch I had done so many years ago was beckoning to me.  It's wispy lines done in charcoal and pastel reeling me in.  I was hooked, and it was decided.  This would be the face of my debut album.  Given the themes upon which this album would be built, It just felt so right. As I was writing this, my niece banged heavily on my door.  I just let her in and picked her up.  She fell asleep in my arms instantly.  I'm having trouble even typing this.  She is so precious, and she's draped herself all over me.  These moments are magical. I guess I have to go.  Be well my friends. -g

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