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December 27, 2012

Local Voices from Around the Globe: Pig slaughter not the best experience

Last time I wrote I hadn’t had much to say, but I feel as if so much has happened since then.

At the end of November, I had to stay with my councilor in Zsámbék, which is about a half an hour drive outside of Budapest. This was a great opportunity to get to know my councilor and for him to get to know me. During the three days I was with him and his wife we went to the spa, a local market, sight-seeing and a pig slaughter. Yes you read right, a pig slaughter. This next paragraph may be too vivid or gruesome for some to read, but hey, at least you weren’t there.

When my councilor told me in the morning what we where going to do for the day, he couldn’t find the right words to properly explain himself. So as you may be able to imagine the state my stomach was in when he found the thesaurus. He was throwing around works like killing, murder, slaughter and bloodbath, and at breakfast time no less.

We arrived at a small house down the road around noon to a dead pig hanging in the backyard. This didn’t bother me as much as I thought, but the sight still wasn’t pleasant. The worst part was when my councilor took me into the barn and told me to say hello to “Mr. Brown,” the next victim. I had my picture taken with it before and after even as I tried to refuse politely. There was blood everywhere and a lot a squealing. I don’t feel like replaying those memories of that particular experience, so I will spare you anymore details.

Don’t get me wrong, I still had a nice time. The funny thing is that I forgot about Thanksgiving after that.

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