Uncovering Budapest’s Secrets: What 100 Mondays Revealed to Joan Stack Kovach
They fly off to a city where they know no one. People speak an especially obtuse language they can’t understand. The cultural differences (last name said first, time told by how far it is to the next hour, and desserts, like cabbage and noodles with poppy seeds) are hard enough to absorb but prove less difficult than living with what is happening in the family. The parents’ individual traumas resurface and the teenage sons continue their–perhaps normal but maybe exaggerated–growth and development. Maybe all this would have happened anyway, anywhere, but it happens in Budapest.
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