City #22, September 2014. What a city! It has hillside palaces, a beautiful river, broad boulevards, impressive squares and the oldest metro on the continent. In many ways it symbolizes Europe itself, its former glory now slightly tarnished. You only have to venture a few steps off the beaten tourist path to see how poorly maintained it is, how full of potholes the streets are.

Type of Youropeans? The mood in Budapest is far from optimistic, and I see angry faces everywhere. Maybe I’m reading too much into it. But Hungary is the unruliest pupil in the European class. The prime minister has bombastically distanced himself from the crooks in Brussels and is brazenly flirting with Russia. The frequent demonstrations against the government are often carried out under the EU flag, on the premise that my enemy’s enemy is my friend.