A few years ago I was in Budapest visiting a friend. One of her students came for her lesson and was all a tither. So after we gave her a glass of water and she had a few minutes to compose herself it turned out she saw Brad Pitt coming out of Kempinski hotel. That was back in the day when he was in Budapest filming Spy Game with Robert Redford. You know when he was still married to Jennifer Aniston and that fugly beard was nowhere to be seen. So we have managed to contain ourselves and squeal AFTER my friend’s student left but we immediately made plans to go on a walkabout. Brad Pitt aside, I’ve never ever been on a film set and I was dying to see what it all looked like.
So we did go on a walkabout and unfortunately we didn’t fare very well. One evening we ended up having coffee with a short, dark, hairy person who shall remain nameless (Brad Pitt he wasn’t). And on the second evening (we don’t give up that easily) we ended up going up to Buda castle in the middle of the night with a friend from UK, a drunk taxi driver who drove way too fast, farted in the car and made us sit in there way longer then necessary to listen to folk music. Did I mention he didn’t speak English and our Hungarian was/is very patchy? And we almost crashed on the way?