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✨🌍 Pooja Hegde Soaks in the Beauty of Szentendre, Hungary! 😍

Pooja Hegde is enjoying the charming streets and picturesque vibes of Szentendre, Hungary. From scenic views to peaceful moments, the actress is making the most of her European getaway while giving fans serious travel inspiration.

Her latest travel snapshots are the perfect blend of elegance, relaxation, and wanderlust. ❤️

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In the words of Denzel “What a day… what a G-D mother fuckin’ day.” It was the last day of the vacation yesterday and we didn’t do much. We looked through the Christmas store but left with nothing. We went to the café that I wanted to try but Mum didn’t like their menu or the vibe and a party with a baby sat next to us before we ordered so we just left and went to the Chinese restaurant again. Got nice and full on some crab Rangoon and wonton soup that I could have lived without. We went back to the room and gathered the motivation to walk to the beach since we could. It was so fucking cold, like uncomfortably cold. We bought some caramel popcorn, divinity, and fudge, two of which were so awful, I made it a task the next day to return them and get my money back. Of course they were closed the next day. Anyway, Mum made kind of a big deal about me snoring and insisted that I hang out in the room with the fireplace and give her some sleeping space. It was so uncomfortable but whatever made her happy. I woke up around 1am and got in the big bed, but woke up almost every hour because I was so paranoid about disturbing her with my snores… it was a bad night’s sleep. I woke up first and quietly gathered my belongings from every room, tucking them neatly away in my bags. I brought too much stuff as usual. I hate it. Anyway, at 10:30am, I decide to wake up Mum. Apparently she’s had a miserable night too. She has sinusitis. She was able to gather her things but like at the beginning of this trip, I’m responsible for bringing everything down. She’s too sick. We make a quick stop at a grocery store so she can get a yogurt but she can’t get inside so I go, thankfully choosing the right kind. I got a pastry too but didn’t eat it on the way home. She slept the whole way, I listened to a short history podcast about Shakespeare, it was really interesting. It was probably the most relaxing part of the journey minus the driving bit. I drove us the entire way, everywhere we went, I drove. What a vacation.

We got home with an hour to spare before I had to pick up Vivian. Mum couldn’t bring up anything either so I had to. I was craving an energy drink so I decided to head to the store. I made sure Mum had her phone with her and her ringer on so I could call and let her know what was for lunch at the deli. I get to the store, call her no answer. I do a little shopping for some essentials for myself because I’m starving (no breakfast), then call again… no answer. Fuck that. I’m literally half a mile from home when she calls “what happened?” Are you fucking kidding me? I called twice, with time in between. When I get home, she says I should I just gotten something. Right, and waste your money? I don’t think so. Then she asks for the tissues and I about lost it. They were in the car, where she was like twenty minutes ago. I bring up the tissues and excuse myself to my room. I needed some space. I know she’s not feeling well, but dammit. She’s really pathetic for lack of a better word. And I keep asking if I can get food elsewhere or even a fucking antihistamine so she could feel better, and she refuses. I’m sure I’ll hear later about how I didn’t care about her or her sickness when in fact I did but she made it impossible to help.

Ugh. Now I’m at the indoor trampoline park and usually it’s a ghost town but today, there were two school buses outside. Two. There are entirely too many children in this bitch and I’m extremely overstimulated from this morning to Mum to trying to find a fucking pool to take my daughter to. After about four denials (either not open, too expensive, or not open for open swim), I gave up looking for a pool to swim in and decided to bring her here. Fuck, I just want to go him and unload my bags and unwind. I guess I can’t do that until after tomorrow’s breakfast and errand with Mark. We’re having breakfast which is nice and then we’re going to see about fixing Viv’s glasses; she broke them this weekend, on accident.

When will my money be my own money again? When will Mum be satisfied enough? I’ve kept track of everything, how much she’s loaned me and how much I’ve paid her, as well as dates. With my own money this pay check, I’d like to get the tennis and swim club membership going that she and I talked about a few months ago. She’ll just keep thinking and thinking about it whereas I want to pull the trigger and do it, get it started. I want to use the gym and the pool, I want a place to take Viv when she says she wants to go swimming. I’ve got that credit card coming too. I’m excited to be responsible with it. No crazy Amazon purchases. I’m setting up a couple of subscriptions to it and paying that off every month. But first, I need to pay that little security deposit.

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