We didn’t stay in Bled the day before to have a bigger chance of driving home quickly during what was expected to be a traffic-jam filled weekend. As it turned out, we did have some snow, but no bad traffic so we drove home quickly.
After Chinese dinner in Utrecht, Wong needed to stop at his sister’s restaurant where his father was in order to say goodbye. His father was to leave for Hong Kong for no less than six months.
We continued and I wondered when would be the next time I’d see Budapest again. And already I couldn’t wait.