Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m an archivist, right? Just your average dude digging through dusty old files in Kisvárda. But today? Pffft, it was like a rollercoaster on steroids.
First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down Kossuth Lajos utca, dodging pigeons like they’re ninjas. I swear, those birds have it out for me. Anyway, I finally get to the archives, and guess what? The door’s locked! Ugh! I’m banging on it like a madman.
Finally, my boss, old Mr. Szabó, shows up. He’s like, “You’re late!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m here now, chill!” But he’s not having it. He’s all about punctuality. I mean, come on, it’s not like we’re curing cancer here. We’re just organizing papers!
So, I get in, and it’s all dusty and musty. You know, the usual. I’m digging through some old records from the 1800s. Super cool stuff, but also super boring. Then, BOOM! I find this ancient map of Kisvárda. Like, it’s got the old castle on it and everything. I’m freaking out! This is gold!
But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Gábor. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the square!” I’m like, “What’s happening?” He says there’s a street performer doing crazy stuff. So, I’m outta there faster than you can say “Kisvárda.”
I rush to the main square, and there’s this guy juggling flaming torches. I’m like, “What the heck?!” He drops one, and it almost hits this old lady. She’s just standing there, sipping her coffee like it’s no big deal. I’m half-laughing, half-panicking.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. Everyone’s running for cover, but I’m just standing there, laughing like a maniac. I mean, it’s Kisvárda, right? You gotta embrace the chaos!
After the rain, the sun comes out, and it’s like a freaking miracle. I’m drying off by the fountain on Rákóczi utca, and I see this cute dog. It’s just chilling, wagging its tail. I’m like, “Hey buddy, you wanna be my new best friend?” The owner laughs, and we start chatting. Turns out, she’s from Budapest and just visiting.
We hit it off, and I’m thinking, “Wow, maybe today’s not so bad after all.” But then, I remember I left my lunch at the archives. Ugh! So, I’m starving. I grab a lángos from a nearby stand. Best decision ever! It’s greasy and delicious. I’m in heaven.
But wait, there’s more! I head back to the archives, and guess what? The power’s out! No lights, no computers, nothing. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” So, I’m sitting there in the dark, surrounded by all these old files, feeling like I’m in a horror movie.
Finally, the power comes back, and I’m like, “Thank you, Kisvárda gods!” I dive back into my work, and I find this letter from a soldier in WWII. It’s super emotional, talking about his family and how much he misses them. I’m tearing up, man. It hits hard.
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted but happy. I walk home through the streets, feeling grateful for this crazy little town. Kisvárda, with its quirks and surprises, always keeps me on my toes.
So yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, laughter and tears. Just another wild ride in Kisvárda!