bubble water

I hate bubble water. This is the part where I complain for a paragraph, so consider this your warning. Everywhere you go in Europe all they have is carbonated water, ewwwh...I absolutely love buying a giant refreshing bottle of water (after trying to figure out which one doesnt have bubbles), taking a refreshing sip of BUBBLES. Its fucking sick. It was great, about ten minutes ago this happened, again, and I just started screaming and yelling and dumping out all of the fake water on the sidewalk. Its like being tricked over and over again. Okay I think I'm done complaining for now.
I want to go back to the EU, where they use euros. I just have a better concept of currency there. So I'm going to Venezia tonight. I haven't really seen too much in Budapest yet. I'm going to get out of Pest soon so I can see the pretty part of town, Buda. Good god, the internet cafe I'm at is painting and its smells like I'm losing some brain cells. Its like 550 forint for an hour on the internet. I really dont know how much that is...
On the way to the hostel I stayed at last night I got stopped by the metro police. They wanted to check my ticket. I guess I had a single pass, whatever the hell that means. And I needed some other pass. So the metro police woman starts shouting at me in Maygar and I have no idea what she's saying. I'm trying to walk away, I think that was part of the problem...Then she demands 2000 forint. I just look at her like she's out of her gourd. I showed her how much money I had: one dollar, two euros, 500 forint, and mixed change (czech krowns, haillers, and quarters). She pretty much took all of my paper money, minus the dollar. Then she hands me a new single ticket. urgh. She tried to help me figure out which way I need to go to, and sent me in the wrong direction. I really love that woman, deep in the bottom of my heart, or somewhere under the lung butter. Well I love you all and miss you. Italy here I come.