Went on the monthly Fulbright sightseeing trip today, to Veszprém (major city) and Tihany (monastery).

The day started with a tour of a Hungarian high school. They have a library with actually-used ladders to the high shelves (at an American high school, those’d be right out for liability concerns):

Spent 11/11/11 11:11:11 in an English class, to which I announced that time. Otherwise, I didn’t interact with it until the end, when I took questions (in English). The other watching Fulbrighter suggested that they ask me math questions, and one student asked the teacher, in Hungarian, to ask how many digits of pi I knew. I responded, in Hungarian (not the point of English class, perhaps), “about 243” and recited until the bell rang a few seconds later. The other class I visited was more interesting: we were the lesson; specifically, since the Hungarian students were apparently quizzed on American culture on their first day of class, we got a similar quiz on Hungarian culture (with some nontrivial questions), and aced it.

Then saw a Tihany church, with one scenethat I interpret as follows:

Missionary 1: “The one true symbol chosen by god to represent him is a three-barred cross.”

Missionary 2: “No, god specifically said a one-barred cross.”

Hungarian missionary: “How about we compromise and say that god said a two-barred cross?” (Now a common symbol in Hungary.)

Other interesting sites were something that’ll be familiar to people reading straight through the blog as soon as I post October 17th’s entry, and which you can try to figure out in the meantime; some cliffs called “the end of the world”; and, backed up against them, statues of Hungary’s King Istvan and his wife, one of whose millenium-old armbones they got shipped to Hungary from Passau, Germany in 1996 so they could symbolically hold hands again: