Few months after arrived in Germany I took a trip to the place where I was born. it was just about time as I was a rare bird there for the last few decades. my last visit was in 2010 for a short week. I'm sort of proud to be born there, but I never intended to stay, so I went away at a fairly young age, and went far. found home in Canada. I have been asked, 'how is to be back'. honest answer:'good, but I don't belong here anymore'.
it's small-ish hungarian city in Transylvania, called csikszereda surrounded by mountains. it's geographically trapped in the territory of Romania, but many people for decades and decades feel like that the city does not belong there. it's a long and painful history and for some is hard to let it go, and they shouldn't let it go at all. its Hungarian origins are heavily suppressed and questioned by authorities, there was heavy persecution for decades in place, but over 80% of the population still considering themselves hungarians and many carry hungarian passport.
