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driving back to pullman

After reading my last entry it should be obvious that I made it back to Pullman for classes despite the recent problems with the Peugeot. Because I didn't have to worry about driving I stayed up until five o'clock in the morning and met Tsukasa at the public library, as it's much easier to get there from the freeway than to my parents' house. Once we started talking about our classes I found that she had been in "Masterpieces of Asian Literature" (ASIA 131) last semester, although she withdrew from the class after the first week.

I later learned that she started attending WSU last semester but had to fly home to Japan after the first month of classes due to some family problems, so Violet is one of the few people she knows at the university. It was interesting trying to fit everything into her car but we managed, and after that we were on our way. Tsukasa had to use the restroom while we were in the mountains so we stopped at a ski resort - with piles of snow on either side of the road that must have been four or five feet tall, making it hard to tell what buildings were located on the other side - and contemplated staying there instead of returning to campus. I also heard that Tsukasa had been up until four o'clock that morning, and once we reached the Columbia River (about halfway through our trip) she asked if I would mind driving for a while.

We pulled off on a side road to switch seats, and as soon as we were back on the freeway I looked over and saw that Tsukasa had fallen asleep. I know I've said this before, but there are times when it feels really nice to be driving at dusk or later with someone asleep beside me in the car - perhaps from knowing that they trust me enough not to worry about possible accidents. Plus, in this instance, Tsukasa and I had only met a few hours earlier. It's funny how things work out sometimes.

She woke up as we were approaching Pullman and was surprised to see that I'd driven so far. I guess she wasn't planning to sleep for as long as she did and would have offered to drive again once she'd finished her nap. I didn't mind taking over for the second half of the drive, and after we reached my house I even offered to drive Tsukasa to her apartment, where I would walk back home from there, but she wouldn't hear any of it. Instead, she helped me bring everything inside and we made tentative plans to do something later next week. It doesn't look like we have any classes together this semester though ... oh well.


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Jan. 11th, 2006 01:13 pm (UTC)
What is this weird obsession with Hungary? First a song about the baths of Budapest. Now Nox... :P
Jan. 12th, 2006 12:29 am (UTC)
As unbelievable as this sounds it was a coincidence that those two songs were playing at the time - they're actually the only pieces I have that are related to Hungary (with the possible exception of some classical music by Dvořák).

I was surprised you even noticed until I realized that it's probably not every day that you come across non-Hungarians who listen to music from Hungary. =P
Jan. 12th, 2006 08:48 am (UTC)
Actually I wouldn't even relate Dvorak to Hungary, but words like "csillagok" and "Budapest" catch my eyes very easily.:)
Jan. 12th, 2006 09:01 am (UTC)
I believe he and Brahms wrote a few pieces (the "Hungarian Dances") as ethnomusicological examples, although I can't say anything about their accuracy one way or the other. I tried looking up "csillagok" online ... does it really mean "star"?
Jan. 12th, 2006 09:06 am (UTC)
Yes, that's true, but even knowing that as a Hungarian in Hungary I wouldn't relate them to Hungary. On the other hand in Korea the ring tone on my cell phone is Hungarian Dances No.5 by Brahms. Weird.

'Csillagok' is plural. The singular for 'star' is 'csillag'.
Jan. 12th, 2006 09:15 am (UTC)
Do you receive many comments about your ring tone from people who recognize the tune?

My first word(s) of Hungarian. How exciting! :)
Jan. 12th, 2006 09:22 am (UTC)
No-one ever recognised it, or if anyone did, they didn't say a word. But for some weird reasons having that ring tone makes me more comfortable far and away from home.
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