Coming up the metro in Budapest, we arrived at the Parlimentary Building. And, for a moment, I was thrown back 40 years to my first visit to Washington DC. I was twenty years old. I caught a ride to DC and stayed with my uncle Howard. I took the subway to Capitol Mall. When I ascended the long escalator, I recall being moved by the beauty of the buildings and their representation of government--working together. For a moment, I felt the same, as I beheld the grandness of the Parlimentary Building, here in Budapest. Life is rhythm. As this rhythm of vacation changes to a long day of travel, I am overcome with ngostalgic feelings. Soon, I will be home again, playing the piano, soccer, among friends and family.