Sunday afternoon we headed to Csobanka, the village north of Budapest that is home to the Roma (Gypsy) church we attended. A group watched us get out of the car, not sure who we were until Ralph opened the gate and said, "Any friends here?" We were greeted warmly and enthusiastically with handshakes and kisses on both cheeks. Everyone began to say, "A Ralfiek!" In Hungarian that means "The Ralphs!" That is a short way of addressing a family without having to call everyone's name. In this case that was only me. We sang choruses and the preacher of the week spoke for 47 minutes! Welcome back. Then it was catch up time. Ralph spoke about our time in the USA and we heard about their families. It was a wonderful reunion.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Where Everybody Knows Your Name...
Sunday afternoon we headed to Csobanka, the village north of Budapest that is home to the Roma (Gypsy) church we attended. A group watched us get out of the car, not sure who we were until Ralph opened the gate and said, "Any friends here?" We were greeted warmly and enthusiastically with handshakes and kisses on both cheeks. Everyone began to say, "A Ralfiek!" In Hungarian that means "The Ralphs!" That is a short way of addressing a family without having to call everyone's name. In this case that was only me. We sang choruses and the preacher of the week spoke for 47 minutes! Welcome back. Then it was catch up time. Ralph spoke about our time in the USA and we heard about their families. It was a wonderful reunion.
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