Talk:Orosháza

Orosháza, My experience of the town.

I have had the pleasure, yes pleasure of visiting Orosháza on more than one occasion, I used to go there on business, I say business but it wasn't all that exciting, not as business goes but I enjoyed it, I got to meet some of the loveliest people that I have ever had the honour and pleasure to meet. Back in 1994 Hungary was still a relatively poor country, having endured the soviet regime and survived, it turns out that the people of this wonderful country had retained their dignity and sense of humour. I mentioned that I often went to Orosháza in the course of my work, what I should say is that I drove a small lorry with a trailer loaded up with second hand goods which my boss had aquired free of charge in Basel, Switzerland, he had exploited the fact that in Switzerland it costs an absolute fortune to throw anything away so he would go around the city and collect all manner of unwanted items from household furniture such as lounge suites, sofas and arm chairs, bedroom furniture to televisions, stereos and old bicycles and mopeds, these items couldn't be tatty or broken, they had to have a resale value, he would then load them onto the truck and trailer that I mentioned and I would drive them down to Orosháza where a group of locals would then unload it, they would then reassemble the furniture in the warehouse come showroom and everything would be sold, as I said, all this stuff was second hand but to the people of Orosháza, this was good stuff, okay, i expect that they thought that it was good stuff and to be honest it was, good quality anyway, just a little old fashioned but to a population that had been held back by communism, I suppose that even though it was old and second hand, it was better than what they already had, I guess that what I am saying is that when I look back on my time in Orosháza and reflect, I feel a sense of guilt that I had in some way had a part in exploiting these lovely people when they had done nothing to harm me in any way. Whilst I was there, my boss would keep a room for me at a local hotel, it was nice enough, I have no delusions about top or bottom quality when it comes to hotels, this hotel was always clean and the staff were friendly, in the basement there was a bar with dancing girls, on the whole, I very much enjoyed staying there in fact I would even consider staying there again if I were ever to return, something that I would indeed like to do even if only to see how the town has changed, I would hope to see that the people have a much better quality of life, they certainly desrve it, when I was there, even though I came from the decadent west, I was made to feel right at home and welcome, I don't think that I have ever felt that in an English hotel, to an English hotelier I am merely a scource of income. I have one or two memories of Hungary that I hope never to forget, the first is a local beer called Drayher,( I hope I spelt it correctly) it was about 20 pence (English) for a bottle, around 75cl and it was first class, full of flavour and not too strong as to get you too bladdered too quickly, the second is also a drink, I don't know if it was made by ar called either Unicum or Swack, all I know is that it was thick and black and it tasted well, it tasted, lets just say that, I suppose that if anything it was an aquired taste, the only thing that I can really compare it to is a French drink from Normandy called Calvados, a drink made from apples in the Calvados region hence the name, I am not refering to the commercially manufacture stuff that you can buy in the shops, oh no, I refer to the stuff made by the local farmers, goes down like rocket fuel and makes your mouth feel NANG NANG, you would have to drink it to understand, with the Calvados I merely washed the taste away with a strong cup of black coffee, the good French stuff, with the Hungarian Unicum/Swack, I think that first I would have had to drink some Calvados first just to give the coffee a chance. To finish off then what is it that I am really trying to say? well, in my own humble opinion I would have to say that the people of Hungary are incredibly nice and it was an absolute pleasure to go there, as for the people of Orosháza, I can only say the exact same thing but I would have to say that I reaaly enjoyed their company and if I ever go back there again, it can't be soon enough. —Preceding unsigned comment added by 89.243.184.126 (talk) 22:10, 15 March 2009 (UTC)