02nd Jan 2004
Budapest Hilton
Note to self: never, ever, ever leave the house again without a digital camera on hand. I’ve learned this lesson over and over since being born into the digital age, but this is nowhere truer than here in Budapest (where I’m visiting for the New Year’s, for you non-regular readers). I had planned to be packing digits the whole time I was here, but sadly I wasted a few days hunting down a power converter to charge the camera’s depleted batteries.
The most painful case in point was the other day at the Westend shopping mall where I saw Paris Hilton’s Hungarian doppelganger. Absolutely freaky. I would be so basking in thousands of page views right now from the inevitable links from The Kicker, Gawker and Gothamist, but alas, it was for my eyes only. What a waste. Today, I almost had to sit down on the sidewalk in a daze as a walked by the mall again and realized it’s collocated with a (brace yourself) Hilton Hotel.
Only slightly less thrilling, for me, anyway, was seeing Will Ferrell’s Hungarian doppelganger. In both cases, the average Hungarian youth being not greatly possessed of irony, Gawker-like fascination with American B-list celebs and facility with the English language, I resisted the strong temptation to approach them and say, “Has anyone ever told you, you look just like Paris Hilton/Will Ferrell?”
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