Flu, Covid or both, a Japanese meal plus cake, hacked phone, Opera last week, Alex's birthday, Callum passed his driving test and I might get a new phone

It's Tuesday and we are still in BP. I have got something really weird that is wrong with me and we decided to stay until I am a bit better. There are lots of funny bugs around, some say it is the flu, other say it is the latest version of Covid and, of course, I have other things that are not OK with me, like my dodgy digestion and my rheumatism. It feels like they all teamed up to stop me getting out of bed. Yesterday I even had a shaking and sweating episode, like I did a few years ago when the ambulance guys took me to hospital, although this time I knew what it was and didn't panic. I felt like that en route to the Japanese restaurant where we went for lunch and knew that food will fix it. And it did. So, obviously I had a crash of my blood sugar from not eating enough. 

The boxes in the Opera House

On top of all this, I think my telephone has been invaded by some virus, which makes it difficult to use. Normally, I would have gone to my usual chap who fixes these things, but not feeling well, I have no strength to get outside. Thankfully, whatever it is, it did not affect my normal apps, and I can use them, but not until I spent several minutes getting out of the nuisance apps, which - by the way - are impossible to uninstall. Correction: they do not appear in my list of apps, so they have not been installed, therefore, obviously, they cannot be uninstalled. It is at times like this that I feel one of the few negative effects of being miles away from family, as most of my old girlfriends have children and grandchildren who can fix their phones in 2 minutes.

My Bento and soup

That Japanese meal was really lovely yesterday. I had a Bento and Roy had some lovely prawns. The only downside of that place is that it does not have any cakes for afters. So we hopped on the tram and went to a cake shop near the river that we know from the old days. I had a Sacher torte with a cup of coffee. I was still feeling fine then, but by the time I got back started feeling unwell. It was worst in the night, but I hope that this time was the worst of it and I will start to recover soon.

János Háry and the rest of the cast

Other events of last week was a delightful visit to the Opera House with Bozsa, who has returned from Poland where she went for a family funeral. Árpi apparently wouldn't stay overnight, so it is just as well that the funeral was in a place in the South of Poland, which is the closest to Hungary. I can imagine how exhausting it must have been to leave in the early hours of the morning, attend the funeral and the wake and then immediately drive home. 

Bozsa by the grand staircase in the Opera House

 

The opera we saw was János Háry, a Hungarian one by Zoltán Kodály. I think the last I saw it was somewhere between 60 and 70 years ago. The music was based on folk songs, the dances were Hungarian folk dances and it took place about 200 years ago. Lots of humour made it quite enjoyable, but it is not a performance that I would go and see too often.

Alex, Meaghan, me and Callum on board Armonia

On Thursday we had Alex's 52nd birthday, which they celebrated by going out to a really lovely restaurant in the evening. Alex rang me up, so I could wish him happy birthday personally. Later I saw the photos from their dinner, they seemed very happy there. We are beginning to plan next summer's trip to Canada and the flight prices are surprisingly cheap. Later I found out, that nowadays even transatlantic flights  charge for luggage separately, so perhaps they are not nearly as cheap as I thought.  

Montage over several years and places

That was the last anything has happened, I was in bed and Roy, whose coughing is still with him, but he is slowly getting better, looked after me really very kindly. We are so lucky that several shops, food, fruit and veg, bakery etc. are within a few minutes of walk from our building, or some are even in the building, so I am not alone for too long.

Callum, the proud new driver

If I feel up to it, we will travel down to Bér tomorrow. If it is not too tiring, we'll also go to the telephone company to see if they can help me with the virus or, possibly get a new phone. I vaguely recall that a few weeks ago I got a message from them to let me know that I do not have to wait until the two years have passed before changing phones and contract. We'll see what happens. One thing is sure: if I get a new phone, I am going to buy a high quality security software to avoid all this chaos in future.