

I am an English Ex-Pat living in Hungary with my wonderful husband and 19 year old son. You can find me frequently writing, reading and taking photographs. We live in a beautiful small rural village surrounded by forests and lakes always appreciating the beauty around us. Life is good.

Thanks to Ben Huberman for creating this challenge 👍
My first thoughts conjured up images of our current lifestyle here in rural Hungary. When I say rural I mean VERY rural, most of the traffic in our little village consists of horses and tractors…slow ones…ambling along taking up the whole road!

Don’t get me wrong, I love living in the countryside, the sounds are so different from the city where I used to live, the air is so incredibly clean, the wildlife is amazing but the tractors are SLOW! It took me a full year to become accustomed to this slow pace of life, no-one is in a hurry, life follows no set clock like in the clock-watching city.
Our village has horses, I can hear them neighing when the wind is in the right direction. They lead a good life here, grazing in the beautiful meadows. They often walk through the village pulling carts. Clip clop, slow and sure, 2 or 3 at a time, stopping now and then to nibble the grass verges.

In the summer months families visit our little village and take a ride around in a horse and cart, enjoying the slow ride checking out the lovely scenery. We have 2 beautiful lakes and several nature trails making life here peacefully tranquil.

You would think that horses were just confined to the villages of Hungary but they do appear on the main roads too. Going about their business, transporting a variety of different things….all very slowly!

The last thing I must mention are the staggering sunsets I enjoy here, the sun going down slowly behinds the hills is an amazing sight. As the village sits in a valley, we go up to the ridges for the best views.

Our lives slowed down when we became expats, living abroad has been good for our family, and we have all learnt to appreciate the “other side” city life v country life… the slow country life wins hands down.

Thanks to Ben Huberman for creating this challenge.
The daily prompt for today is exploring the world of scent, the good and the bad, obviously this is very subjective, peculiar to each individual person. I have chosen 3 “wonderful scents” and 3 “not so wonderful”. Do you agree with me?

How wonderful is the smell of fresh strawberries, you cut them open and the sweet smell lingers in the air. They shout at you “EAT ME”!!

You love it or hate it….Marmite. My mouth is watering just looking at this photo, the thick black spread with English Cheddar in between with lashings of butter. It is a very strong smell and I lOVE it!

The smell of home baked bread is deliciously comforting. If I open the oven to check the bread, the smell fills the whole house almost like a pleasure trigger. I do love it straight from the oven with lashings of butter.

This is the first on my list, for me, “not so wonderful”… garlic. My husband LOVES garlic with a passion and although I do cook with it regularly I would prefer not too. I can’t bare the smell on my fingers either.

To some this is heaven, juicy fat prawns, frying in the pan, but for me they are a resounding no! The cooking smell in my kitchen lingers long after the prawns have been eaten. I don’t like to eat them, touch them or smell them! Sorry!

I can’t think of anything worse than the smell of eggs, strongly pungent and the smell gets deep inside my nose and lingers for hours. Hard boiled eggs seem to be the worst. The men in this house eat dozens of eggs and thoroughly enjoy them, not for me though.


We are entering our third week in lockdown, Hungary announced a state of emergency, with restrictions on free movement. The number of confirmed people infected with the coronavirus in Hungary today now stands at 1,579. People in compulsory home quarantine, 13,360. Thankfully 192 have recovered but sadly 134 have died.

We live in a small rural village with less than 300 residents. There is lots of community spirit with social distancing taken very seriously. I looked out of the window the other morning and villagers were shouting loudly to each other from either side of the road, and from their gardens. Some with masks some without. The village has an ageing population with many in the high risk category. Our village website regularly circulates messages from the local doctors explaining the relevant procedures if a doctor is needed. The local shop has gone into production of homemade masks and readily distributes them to those in need. There are offers of help (via the website) to do shopping for the elderly residents so they do not go without. It is reassuring to know we live in a community willing to help in any way they can.
We have been home for the last 2 weeks, filling our days with garden planning, sowing seeds, lots of digging and weeding, cooking, and for me blogging and reading.

Our fortnightly shopping trip was yesterday as our cupboards and fridge were bare. The fruit bowl looked sadly depleted with just a few lemons left, down to the last few onions in the veggie basket and the freezer empty of bread and meals. We also needed to pay bills at the post office and visit the tobacconist and chemist. The rules for shopping here state if you are under 65 you have to shop after 12.00pm each day, this is to allow the older people to shop between 9 and 12. If your prescription runs out the pharmacies will repeat it for you without the need to visit your GP.
We managed to do all our shopping, keeping our distance from people and following the makeshift barriers around the meat and cheese counters. I was surprised in Tesco that the checkouts did not have protective perspex barriers and that the cashier had no mask or gloves. I was super glad I was wearing a mask. The rules for all small shops is one in one out, Eric, bless him, queued outside the post office, pharmacy and tobacconist, fortunately it was a sunny day! I am very relieved to always have hand gel in my handbag, I use it regularly. I got lucky and bought a bottle just before it ran out in the shops. I treated myself, I bought a new mop since I am forever cleaning our floors, funny but I am super excited about using it… practising good cleaning methods. I also bought a box of young fuchsias, all that digging I needed something to plant immediately!


All restaurants are closed and only allowed to provide takeaways, I am missing our favourite eating house, we used to go there often, http://www.tulipanetterem.hu/ they must be suffering like so many other establishments. This means my meal planning and home cooking have increased, I do seem to be much more organised… that can only be a good thing.
Eric and I share the cooking but I do ALL the clearing up…he is one messy chef!! But a good one! ❤



Hungary has restricted entry to foreign nationals, meaning our stream of English visitors will not be coming to visit us this summer, which is sad but necessary. Thank goodness for social media so we can stay in touch easily and frequently. The same applies to our families, some in England, Lebanon, Armenia and Spain.
So for us, the virus has affected us in many ways, not only in our everyday lives but also the impact it is had on our finances, because our income comes from England who, unfortunately, are in a far worse situation than we are here in Hungary. Let’s hope it comes to an end soon and we can regain some sort of normality although I expect it to take a long long time. Remember stay safe, stay home and wash your hands!



Spring has arrived in this beautiful part of the world. The sun shines and our little village comes alive with colour and new life thanks to Mother Nature. We are blessed here in Hungary having very definite seasons, starting and finishing pretty much the same time every year. Mother Nature never disappoints.












I do hope you see how much I appreciate living in Hungary, it is just so beautiful. Below are links to my most recent posts, please do have a look.


