The end of the hunt is in sight. (That is, it’s certainly more than half done.)

This morning, the noise started right at midnight, of course—music much too loud to sleep during, even with pillows over my ears. So I waited for it to die down… and waited, and waited, and finally, around 4:30am, went out to see if I could figure out when it’d end. It was apparently all coming from one bar two doors down that didn’t even have any customers left, but whose employees, cleaning up, hadn’t yet bothered to turn off the music. Bah. After a short conversation (in which I was much to sleep-deprived to speak Hungarian or German well), I think they understood, and it was off by the time I returned.

Despite the dearth of sleep, I had a productive day on the hunt.