|Typical magyar patika, identified by a green cross|
While I was sick I also couldn't find Kleenex with lotion (or any type of softer tissue) or vaseline for my chafed nose. Oh and Tylenol also does not exist. I wrote down all the active ingredients, took it to the pharmacist and she came up with nothing. My roommate and I found out later from a Hungarian doctor at the clinic that they have a drug that is similar to Tylenol, but with different ingredients (or whatever you call the stuff in medicine). It's called Panadol.
There was ONE good thing about being sick in Hungary though - drinking tons of the hot sugar lemon tea that I could get at the school bufe for like 50 cents. However, I am still baffled as to why steaming hot beverages are served in thin plastic cups because a) hot beverages in plastic cups scald your hands and b) hot beverages melt plastic cups.
I'm glad I got sick and remembered all these strange little differences between Hungary and the USA! And praise God for the two aisles at CVS with endless choices of cold medicine!! :) Now because I'm getting a little Hungary-sick...here's a picture of the street I lived on in Budapest. I walked this way every day to and from class, to go to grocery store (the large gray building on the right, behind the green newsstand), or the Ferenc korut metro stop. Éljen magyarország!! Long live Hungary!
|Raday Utca, home sweet home for 4 months!|