Latte, the dog of the children is here for a few days. I have never seen such a quiet and beautiful dog. He lays all day long on his cushion. Sometimes gets up, takes a walk around the house, watches me musingly with intelligent eyes, and goes back to his cushion again.Discussion with Lajos at 4 p.m. This time I rode the bike to his home. His son Bandi, and his partner brought sandwiches, we had dinner and a nice talk. Bandi seems to prefer zen Buddhism, he is having arguments with his father, for whom Hinduism means the caste system. I enjoy the intelligent debate. I tell them about my translation. Bandi's partner talks enthusiastically about her new job at an environmental preservation institute.
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