Ice-Cream Fight and Wars - Hungary

After school we went out shopping for like 30 minutes before going treasure hunting, something none of the Norwegians really wanted to so we all started walking very slowly and talking about running away, but in the end we all made it to the meet-up point with some pissed Hungarians. Pissed because we didn’t want to go.

Eventually we went treasure hunting, but by then my body was craving chicken nuggets so much I had to get some, so I asked the other to wait, while Emma and I ran to McDonalds to buy nuggets (Which coasted only 3 euro!) and when we got out they were gone.
     We eventually found the other Norwegians laying in the street. The Hungarians had left them when they had said they wanted to wait for us. So we now had a cold front between the countries. Great. We didn’t care much though. We went sunbathing and as more and more people showed up we got tired and went to the ice-cream shop.

While walking back to Arkad for shopping two of my friends started a water fight that at the center and the best ice-cream shop in Pecs ended up with John throwing ice-cream at me and me throwing back. It was fun, but all the people at the café gave us horrible looks. Then I hit his hat and he got mad for a second or two before drenching me in water and hugging me. I love that guy.

All the Norwegian girls really wanted to go out and drink that evening, but the Hungarians didn’t want to. Story’s not ending here. We went anyways. Our poor Hungarians just had to follow. So we sat down and drank pina colada and sex on the beach, weirdly enough discussing religion when they said: “We have to leave in 20 minutes!!”  Oh well.. we had spaghetti for dinner. I love my life.

-Mari Clémentine