Welcome back to a new article! The week just flew by. At the beginning of the week there were lectures, homework and presentations on the schedule. Beyond that I still had to do some paperwork. When I left the building after my Hungarian lessons on Thursday morning, the weather was beautiful again. So I decided to walk the two kilometers to the dormitory. At noon I drove to my grandmother. There I used the time and the rest to do all the tasks for the university to have more free time on the weekend.
On Friday the so-called “Flag Party” took place. Everybody brought the flag of his country to celebrate together. The disco was decorated with almost all flags of the world. At the entrance the flag of your nationality was painted on your cheek so that you knew immediately who was from which country. This was an indescribable feeling. So many people from everywhere and all singing the same songs, dancing and drinking together. The team spirit and the sense of unity were just incredible. We were just young people who wanted to have fun together. Especially when you look at what’s going on and what’s going wrong on our planet right now. This friendliness, the team spirit and the we-feeling are great. I am happy to be able to experience this here and to see that there are so many tolerant, friendly and open-minded people.
After I went to bed at about half past three, I slept in the next morning. Actually we had planned to go to the zoo with several people. But all of them, except Destin, cancelled. Nevertheless we decided to spend the day together and enjoy the sunny and warm weather. At this point again a big thank you to you, it was a great day. Unfortunately, it was already too late for the zoo, so I picked him up from home and we went to the city to have some “breakfast” (at 2 pm, mark my words; small insertion: Destin comes from Finland and studies with me in the Faculty of Business and Economics. He has rented an apartment in the city centre and is one of the few who don’t live in Szánto). After our hunger was satisfied, we went to the Vasarely Museum. Victor Vasarely was a Hungarian painter (*1906- † 1997) who lived in France most of his life. He became famous for his special 3D drawings and paintings. Because of the many optical illusions Vasarely brought into his works, we could not get out of the amazement. The museum is definitely worth a visit!
Afterwards we strolled through the city. Because Destin took part in the city tour, which was organized by the ESN, he could show me some nice corners. Thereby very nice photos were taken, which I don’t want to withhold from you.
On Sunday the “Ehök Busójárás” took place in Mohács. Mohács is a small town near Pécs, which is located directly on the Danube and is also only a few kilometres away from the Serbian border. The whole event was titled as a kind of carnival. But when it comes to Busójárás in Mohács, just forget everything you know about carnival. But more about that later. For now I would like to say one more thing: Especially what I am about to tell you is my personal, subjective experience and opinion. Everybody should form his own opinion. Busójárás is a very traditional and well-known event and worth a visit for curious people. Mohács was then occupied by the Turks. But according to the legend, one day the inhabitants of the town had enough of the occupation and disguised themselves and drove the Turks out of the town. At the annual festival, which is the biggest and most famous carnival festival in Hungary, the men put on this disguise and walk around the town. The disguise looks very spooky and like it has come straight out of hell.
That was all we knew before the carnival and also everything I had found on the internet. We also knew that the men were teasing and frightening the women a bit. However, nobody told us that the men take advantage of their disguises and go completely over the top. At best, the men hug the women and dance with them. In the worst case, a woman is surrounded and grabbed by several disguised men. And by grabbed, I mean breasts, buttocks, stomach – just about everything. They didn’t stop, even if a women screams and fights back. Also someone grabbed me from behind and twisted my arms behind my back, but I could fight back and run away. They often have long rods with them, with which they walk between women’s legs. After the carnival almost everyone was very upset. From some Hungarian women I learned afterwards that the women who go there know about the behaviour and thus give their silent consent. In addition, sexual harassment and equal rights are not yet such an issue in Hungary as they are in Germany and other western countries. For me as a woman and feminist this was a very unpleasant and unbelievable experience. Nobody informed us before and a “no” was rarely or not at all accepted.
The crowning glory was the fire. A huge bonfire was prepared in the middle of the town hall square, which was ceremonially lit and symbolizes the end of winter. The view as the flames spread into the night sky was truly breathtaking.
Another week ends now and I have very mixed feelings at the moment because of what has happened. I would be happy if you as a reader would let me know what you think about the traditions in Mohács. I am also interested in what you would like to know more about in the future. Please leave me a comment or an e-mail! I am also very happy about feedback.
See you soon,