Introduction to my travels abroad.
Unfortunately, I don’t have many experiences to share about my travels abroad. One reason for this was that my husband worked a lot. So there was no time for traveling. Another reason was that he didn’t want to spend the money we earned on this, but tried to live without loans.
Our trips were mostly within the country. We did go to Munich once, and a few times to Czechoslovakia on shopping bus trips.
However, I do have a recent experience among my travels abroad: Prague with the Vig-Village members in May this year.
My travels abroad first time in my life
Poland
It happened more than 50 years ago, so my memories are quite faded. I was 15 when I had a pen pal in Poland. We wrote to each other in English. (There were no computers or phones back then.)

Warsaw
Once, we decided to visit each other. Three Hungarian high school girls set off for Poland. Or rather, only two, because I couldn’t get on the plane until the next day.
I don’t know what kind of times we lived in back then. Our parents dared to let a 15-year-old girl go out into the big wide world without a phone or any other means of communication? Today, that would be unimaginable.
So my first memory of traveling abroad is flying alone to Warsaw. The others were already waiting for me there. Three Polish and two Hungarian girls. The plan was for everyone to stay with the person they had been corresponding with.
My pen pal (Lidia) lived in a small town near Warsaw. (I think it was called Zielonka.) We traveled back and forth to Warsaw every day from there. The others stayed in the Polish capital.
Of all the programs, the movie Jaws stuck in my memory the most because it was so scary. But it was new at the time and caused a sensation. Another memorable thing, and new to me, was the many nuns walking around Warsaw’s main square.

Krakow
We didn’t fly to Hungary, but took the train instead. We planned to stop in Krakow and then Wieliczka. This part of my trip left me with a somewhat strange memory. When I hear the word Krakow, I see brown, wooden things.

But then I looked it up, and that’s not really typical of this city. Perhaps the old stones of the Old Town remained in my memory in “brown” form.

Wieliczka
I still remember the name of this strangely named city to this day. Why?However, I don’t know where I stayed for almost a week. But I never forgot the name Wieliczka.
Whenever I heard about salt mining in my life, I immediately associated it with this. The cold and frightening depths of this place remained with me. As they lock us into a lift-like contraption and we descend deeper and deeper.

I brought home a little salt in a minecart, as a souvenir. It’s still somewhere among my belongings.
My travels abroad: visiting relatives
Soviet Union, Carpathian Ruthenia
Beregszász
My trips abroad to Carpathian Ruthenia were for the purpose of visiting relatives. As a teenager, my parents took me there, where my father’s sister-in-law’s relatives lived. I remember a small village with real farmhouses and dirt roads. Everyone spoke Hungarian. From there, they took me to the city of Uzhhorod.
Uzhhorod
One of my relatives lived here, whom I did not know. He also spoke Hungarian. He took me to many places in the city and always talked about history. Then someone advised us to visit Mukachevo.
Mukachevo
Castle, Kurucs, Rákóczi’s War of Independence. These are the things I think of when I hear the name Munkács ( Mukachevo). However, it was not allowed to travel there at that time without a permit. However my parents did not ask for a permit, I heard. All that remained from this trip was a feeling of fear, wondering if we would get away with this trip without being arrested.
But I did see the castle. It was from a distance, but now I can remember it among my tavels abroad.

Yugoslavia
Subotica, Becej, Mol, Bački Petrovac
My husband’s relatives still live in Vojvodina, in the former Yugoslavia. We visited them when our children were still quite young. The four-hour wait at the border was not easy for them.
The Tisza River was so close that my children could play on its banks. Later, a rooster chased one of them in the relatives’ yard .

my own photo
I think these my travels abroad remained memorable for them as well.
My other travels abroad
Germany
Munich
I would recommend this trip mainly to men. Oktoberfest, Beer Festival. My husband and I were here on one of my rare trips abroad.
It was a 3-day bus trip. We spent 2 nights on the bus. Can you imagine how sore you feel? You don’t know where to put your hands or feet. How can you sleep sitting up, exhausted?
During the day, we wandered around the city a bit. In the evening, we went to the festival. I don’t like beer, but I tried it anyway.
I remember the waiters carrying 5-6 liter beer mugs in both hands, holding them above their heads. It can’t be an easy job.
Then I remember the guests wearing Tyrolean costumes, singing and dancing while drinking beer.

I also have a memory of my husband as we were walking back to our accommodation at night. Someone stopped him on the street and called him by name. They knew each other. Chance brought them together.
But the same thing happened to us on one of our trips to Czechoslovakia.
I asked him, “Do you have acquaintances everywhere? That wouldn’t happen in Australia, would it?
His answer: “I have acquaintances there too.”
Romania
Oradea, Salonta
After the fall of communism, my husband bought an old motorcycle in Oradea, Romania. We found someone who spoke Hungarian to interpret for us during the sale. We also had to go to Salonta to take care of the paperwork. That’s how I got to see the birthplace of János Arany, (.famous Hungarian poet)


Czechoslovakia (Czech Republic and Slovakia )
Nitra, Banská Bystrica, Zvolen, etc.
I don’t remember who organized the bus trips to Czechoslovakia for shopping (perhaps the pensioners’ club). We went almost every month. Unfortunately, I don’t know when Czechoslovakia still existed and when it split into the Czech Republic and Slovakia while we were there.
We bought a lot of things there during that period. Kitchen equipment, technical devices, whatever would fit on the bus. Of course, we also tried to gather some cultural memories. Not much of that has stayed with me.
Donovaly
This wasn’t a shopping trip, but I think it was the same group of people. We went sledding with the kids. There was tons of snow everywhere.
At first, we got lost and couldn’t find the sledding hill. Then the weather started to turn bad. Dark clouds rolled in. But we still managed to go sledding once or twice.

Somehow we managed to get home safely, without having to weather the storm.
Štúrovo

My husband and I drove to Štúrovo for a motorcycle fair. It’s near Esztergom, in Slovakia. That’s when the Mária Valéria Bridge reopened. There were lots of very, very old cars there.

my own photo
On the way home, I saw the Basilica of Esztergom.
Prague
This is a very recent memory among my travels abroad. In May 2025, I attended a meetup with Vig-Village members in Prague.. It was a great experience to see the other person in person after meeting them in the chat room.
We already knew each other well, but people look a little different on screen. At first, it was difficult to identify the real image. Luckily, the organizers had prepared a board with everyone’s names on it.

There were more than 40 people there. We visited the sights (the castle, the Jewish quarter). With the help of an English-speaking tour guide, we learned everything important.

There was a picnic and an opportunity to go on an excursion with a native speaker who lives near Prague. I didn’t go because, due to my heart condition, it was very difficult for me to climb to the top of the hill for the picnic. However, I walked 10 kilometers in the city on flat ground.

On the way home, there was a little excitement because the car broke down between Prague and Brno. We waited 6 hours to be transported home. So the 4-hour trip turned into 12 hours.
Overall, it was an unforgettable experience. I think I’ll also write a separate story about it, as so much happened and I have so many photos.
These days, I can no longer travel abroad because of my heart condition. (I am unable to climb stairs or hills.) That is why I came up with the idea of “Traveling the world from my room,” so that everyone from Vig-Village can share their travel experiences with me.
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