My life started

Toronto General Hospital on University Avenue in Downtown Toronto. There are not many of us.

Later Became (title only) Prince Charles But not the one you are thinking of and to use one of my other middle names? Sounds impressive but is completely useless. And...well Boring!!! So in 2010, I asked my family that my status be lowered to something I can have fun with.

The outrage of my family that I wanted to become a "Count." No one on the 700 year history as ever asked to be lowered in status. But now many can see me as Count-Les's do you know? hahaheheehehe

Because I love to joke around and it took me 5 years to be lowered down to a Count, I can officially say that I am one NOW!

I do however have a strong character and I do rule over my own domain. When I closed my business of Les the Handyman in Toronto in 2012, I decided it was time to move to Europe and to a country where I could survive with a better quality of life. Let's face it. Toronto is expensive, especially if you own a house in the Yonge Egg area. I worked my ass off for 40 years and although I enjoyed my life, there was something missing. My dad already moved back to Hungary and I decided to move to where he was so I could help him better because flying back and forth every year sometimes twice a year was just too much for me. In time and expense. It was my best friend Albert to suggested I move there as the cost for flying back and forth for another ten years old have been over $100,000.- Insane isn't it? Not to mention all the other expenses which still has to be paid in Canada while I was in Europe.

Count Leslie Edward, Stephen, Platl (Pletl) Hanau Von Lichtenberg and according to a historian, there are another 11 names that are supposed to be in there, but it is just too complicated to find out and a full time job for 10 people.

(name was changed when part of the Platl' moved to Hungary and the a with the two dots over it was changed to an e because there was no such letter in the Hungarian alphabet) , as my Grand mother was the last Platl princess who married an aristocrat in Hungary. my grand father. also Leslie Bubik.

Everything about me is true. No lies here. Not even little white ones. As for my royal name, I tried to figure out the best way of describing it as my Families' history is complicated and as borders moved and countries' names' changed, it is a wonder how anything was kept track of so accurately especially since, the only people who could read and write was royalty, business people (aristocrats) and priests who all spoke Latin. It is this which saved Europe in my opinion. As it was the only international language through-out Europe. And it is these Priests who also had all the power. The higher the rank in the church, the more power and corruption there was. Much of my family where were many women (princesses) who married into all kinds families of German, Bohemian, Spanish, French descendant of what we know of and who knows what else. As, educated people, we all know that Christianity is the biggest lie in History. And through science and Genetics, we are finding out more about the truths in History rather than the here-says and folklore we were led to believe.

I am a one of a kind man. I am not just a Handyman, I am a Any or All Man. I learned at a very early age that if you are organized and you want something bad enough, you can accomplish almost anything. Well I was too young here (below) to accomplish anything, you can see how my life evolved through this very long page. I am lucky I had European parents who had class even though they came to Canada with almost nothing, they build their lives with me in it and I had a good and interesting life because of it.

Below my mother is holding me. I can remeber times, when I was still a baby and there was another baby that I didn't like and described it to my mother, when I was around 16 and she was shocked. She she told me who was the other baby and where we lived wne I described the scene in the window. But I don't remeber everything. Just parts.

Well even though I existed here, I can't say that I started my adventure until I was at least 6 years old it was then when I started to remember everything and I still remember almost every Christmas I had. Even the smells. The smells...pine from the christmas tree, cookies in the stove. My mom was an excellent cook and her cookies and cakes were...well...amazing. But she was European. Almost all Europeans can cook. Not like Canada, where we run to Mc Donalds and Pizza Pizza or one of the hundreds and even throusands of fast food restuarants.

But as a kid, it was rare I went to Dairy Queen because my mother also made the best ice cream around.

My mom and I. She was always my best friend when I was a kid. I looked like a dork when I was a kid but there was something about the girls. They really liked me which made me a little nervous.

My parents made it a point to travel all over Europe. So while other kids were water skiing at their cottages (though I did some of that too) , I would be seeing few things mainstream tourists would never see and that is something all by itself.

I will always appreciate those times. Thanks MOM where ever your spirit is and Dad who in 2018 will turn 96.

I lost my mom in 2005. I will miss her. She showed me how to appreciate a good shopping spree....Yes I love to shop. This is when I started remembering things about my childhood and decided to put it all down. This will show you that I had an amazing childhood because on line anyone can say anything they want to but how do you really know any of it is true. In my case it all is and one day I am told by a Producer, it will also be a movie. "Cohen, don't forget our deal!"

The truth always comes out in time. in time

When I got a "Tommy Gun" I had just opened this Christmas present. I remember how much I loved that thing.

I have had women comment on this that they could never go out with me because I owned a gun. I was 7 year old, give me a break!!! It's no wonder that the whole world is so screwed up.

Because I have a, near photographic memory, I remember a lot more, like the smell of the Christmas tree and the smell of my moms perfume and stuff like that.

This was when I was living at 115 Waterloo Avenue. It was a Jewish area. My parants did not want their son, to grow up hating jews like everybody else does, so they made sure that I had lots of Jewish friends. But That didn't work out too well because when I found out I was Catholic I found the only other Catholic guy living there. His name was Claus. He was from a German Family. A German living in a Jewish area. Hmmm andyway he and I had our own gang of two. We were good kids so we never did anything bad. But we soon realized that were were really outbumbered and sot it was just easier to join everyone else. I am sure I will need to have this edited because I am not much of a typer, and I am sure I will have lots of mistakes so this is a work in progress. Just to let you know.

About this time I drobe my bicycle to city hall. It took me the morning to get down there and the whole afternoon to get back. I rember getting it big time. But my parents went easy on me omnce they found out why I went.

You see...I had the most boring parents in the world. My father always listened to classical music and my mother was cooking and cleaning and even runing a business on the side so there was not a lot of time for them t be with me so I had to keep myself amused. I just could not believe they were my parents, so I drove down to City hall on my little bicycle and went to city all on Queen street I think it was (old city hall) and waited in line and all the people there were wondering what I was doing there and I told them that I have the most boring parents in the world and I came here to see if I was adopted. They thought it was a hoot. But after spending an hour in line, I found out I was in the wrong line, but lucky for me, everyone know of my story by there on the floor and goverment workers come out to see of the story about the kid was true. And all the people in the long line where I had to go, told be to go first because they too wanted to know.

The women got all my information and then said that I am not really allowed to tell you, but the other people behind me and in other lines too said the kid came a long way and the woman caved in and said I have goodnews and bad news. I then said, I knew it1 I was adopted. She said no I was not. And then I asked her. ARE YOU SURE????

I MEAN REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY CROSS YOUR HEART AND HOPE TO DIE???? SHE SAID YES.

so I road my bike back with a heavy heart, thinking how that is possible. There was no internet in those days or even computers just to let you know.

I had a crush on the girl next door Jannice Small Was her name. she was about the same age as I was. Also a Catholic family. I remeber once she wanted to see "mine" and I figured if she wanted to see mine, I should see "hers." So we went into the shed and pulled our pants down. She looked at mine and said wow but when I looked at hers there was nothing there. I felt cheated that there was nothing there. I guess it woulod be really funny in a way if filmed right but with all tje kooks out there it might be taken the wrong way. i didn't know anything about anything and neither did Jannice, but in time I forgave her that she had nothing to show me. I remeber our parents found out probably because i think i may have told my mom but it is OK because Jannice and I never hooked up I was 5 or 6. Later in life I looked her up. It5 was fun to meet.

I met every one in the fire department one weekend when one of my friends and I were playing with matches in the feild behind my house. And guess what, our little fire grew snd grew when the wind got a hold of it. Bring cups of water from the kitchen was just not enough to put it out.

I got a long talk about it and really got it, while the guy next door didn't get any punishment. I always remebered that at an early age that those who deserve punishment do not always get it.

My parents were overly strict with me I think and jetting hit bt my dads belf was sometimes a common ocurrance. In time I trained myself to ignor the pain and think of something else.

That is why I created this whole web site. For people to learn about the real me. Because many can't believe some of the stories I tell. I mean i have lived 10 lives because I turned into a time saving nut and with the time I saved I did even more cool things. I know why I was so driven. I will tell you at the end of this page.

Also with all the fraud in the internet and people saying that they are this and they are that. I support everything I say with pictures right down to every machine I ever created including electric bicycles and cars.

BUT THESE DAYS THEY ARE JUST WORDS ON A PAGE. most people I meet don't know the meaning of the words and don't practice them either. TOO bad.

I think I was 10-11 here. I was in Allenby Public school and I was a Cub Scout at St. James Church in Toronto (NO LONGER THERE)

My parents sent me to shrinks when I was a kid, because i had an abunance of energy. I sat with these different guys who save me puzzels to figure out where were really easy and fun, which I was told many could not do, it turned out later I was smarter than most of them, I don't know if this was such a good thing to know.

I eventually became a Scout, got every single badge the existed, and went on to be a Voyager

around this age I met Leslie Powel Yes the British Army officer, Robert Stephenson Smyth Baden-Powell's' Bother who lived on the Street opposite to the football field of De La Salle College which I would end up going to later in life. He was fascinated that a child would want to talk to him and I was fascinated with the stories he would tell me about WW1 and WW2 and the starting of the Scouts.

This was in west Berlin. In those days there was an East Berlin and later I would find myself there working for the Americans smuggling micro films and other things out of there. You will have to read on to find out more who I ended up working for "PART-TIME."

My mother and I sitting at a coffee house I think the Berlin opera is behind us but I got to find out for sure. I was around 7.

My Great Uncle (Arpad Bubik), a Hungarian, was the Director of the Opera in Germany. He was involved with the assassination attempt on Hitler's life, the first time. It was his responsibility to get as many of the people out of Germany, after the failed attempted on Hitler's life. He smuggled them out to Argentina.

I had no idea that my Uncle used to be the director of that place during the second world war but he also had his own entertainment company. my PARENTS WERE TIGHT LIPPED ABOUT THIS STUFF.

While in Germany I met a really nice girl. I still remember her. She really liked me and I was really shy.

I can't recall her name but it was something like Wake but it was over 45 years ago.

11 or 12 years old and dropped off at a camp in Hungary with the rest of my fellow foreigners stretching from Australia to the U.S.

I was 13 here and it was my first job babysitting. I made $5.00/hour I was really happy.

I was 14 here can you pick me out of the picture above? I've lots of stories to tell about my adventures and mostly from escaping this place.

The things we did when we escaped. We escaped so many times because we weren't allowed out and we wanted t see the Hungarian sites.

Eventually we were given extra privileges because we used our mass numbers of students (Later I was the instigator of joining all the kids, of all the camps, together in an information sharing organization. "Pre-internet."

which allowed as to talk to foreigners in other camps and the fact that our parents were paying a lot of money for us to be there. Then we wanted our individuality.

You will see a picture of me somewhere on my list of pictures with a fishing rod in my hand and lots of bags that are. I was off to Europe on my second trip to Hungary in camp on Lake Balaton. They already knew love me from the year before. It was apparently a big luxury for Hungarian kid to go to such a camp. But I think we're spoiled little rich kids, who needed to be shown, but life is not all a big bowl of cherries. Total matter how much we thought it and we never really conformed, we still came away having a better understanding of how life was for Hungarians behind the Iron Curtain.

When this picture was taken we have escaped 14 times in the span of 6 weeks and it was very pleasurable to figure out new ways to do so.

For example story one - one of the kids in our groups farther was a Marine, and he wrote home to his parents that we need a boat, and the father sent to military self inflating black rubber boat, 12 or 14 adults. It was one of the coolest things that never seen.

This is one of the easiest escapes we ever did, however, always coming back seem to be a problem, and we were caught almost every single time but only after coming back in.

With respect to the boat we told nobody about it until the night we wanted to escape. It was time to go into town a local town and have some fun. We all got dressed up very quietly we snuck out of the camp under no time was after we were supposed to be in bed 10 o'clock silly old around 11 we all woke each other up and fortunately for us a lot of Hungarian did not "squeal" (tell on us) however there were one or two that really did and we had to take them with us so they wouldn't say anything to the counselors. We didn't realize the risk we were taking unto ourselves and on to the others. We just wanted to have fun.

As you can tell by the picture there were several of us, but some were too young and we did not take responsibility for them coming with us. So I will tell you who went with us.

There were seven of us all the time who hung out together. And I have lots of stories to tell you about some of them, many I forgot this is one of the reasons why I am doing this. But there are some horrific stories. What I mean by that is terrifically entertaining and funny.

Let's get to the group. I'm sorry to say I do not remember anyone's name, but I remember them. After being in the sun your aim can't, raking leaves, cleaning the washroom for punishment, cutting grass, and basic all kinds of slave child labor, which we did not agree with, it was really not much to do with this camp. We will go up every morning at 6 a.m., to the Hungarian national anthem, like soldiers. Perhaps it was a pre-training cramp for soldiers. whatever it was, we didn't like it, and we needed to be organized, and I organized us. Into a unit. Of course I had no idea what I was doing, but everyone seemed to want to follow me. Because I want to escape more than anything, and once they heard that word freedom they wanted to come to.

You never hear of kids wanting to leave camp and going to all links of doing so because most camps in Canada for instance are a lot of fun. They have hiking and fishing in sailing and all kinds of cool stuff. The only thing I remember that was any good at time hearing camp is when the girls came from a girls camp

Now let us get back to the story about the raft. So around 11 o'clock, we all dressed up, about 500 m north, because on one of our excursions, by this place and it was booming with music and we wanted to go back and have some of this. So we did.

On this big box, we could not lift from his dad there was a cord that said pull here to inflate. So we did, I thought it would wake the whole camp up, it inflated in about five seconds in and do it was very fast, and we had the coolest boat with or is it an all kinds of cool stuff. It even had a fishing kit a flashlight with batteries and everything. So, we jumped in the boat, we paddled around the fence that went into the water on her know maybe 20 or 30 meters, and paddled around the fence until we found a good piece of beach, where we could hide the boat. We covered it

Then we went to party I mean we were partying until at least 4 a.m., then we are getting tired so we went back to the boat, and the boat was gone. "Holy shit Batman"

What do we do? The only easy solution was to knock on the front door. It was a last resort thing, because we all got into shit. They would make us screen the toilets, rake the grounds and it was hard to do because the soils as hard as rock. They made us do knee mends and all kinds of other things we thought was torture, But we did not break. It just motivated us more to get the hell out of there. When we escaped, we bought all kinds of cool things like stamps and the chocolate at all kinds of things that were not allowed to eat it at all let us buy it because they're pricks. So I got in trouble but it was worth it.

I remember, that that punishment, was probably the worst when we ever got. They made us clean the toilets for almost a week and a half. It was supposed to be two weeks, but they let us off because because so much problems in the camp it was worth just let us get away with it. But we fought tooth and nail to get it.

The thing that really drove the counselors wild, was, one day, when we just finished doing the bathrooms, we all felt like shit, we were tired, we didn't know what to do with ourselves, and we found ourselves at the door of the chef. Who was always very nice to us. And no matter what punishment we got, but it always show up at the door and she would always give us treats. She was the nicest person in the whole camp.

One day we are at the door and one of the kids did number three, had some chocolate but he was eating, hahahahah heheheheehe Now this is a good one. We knew it is Ex-Lax, but when the chef fastest if we had any more of this chocolate, we look at number three and asked him, and he said he had all pile of it. So, we went back with him to get a whole bunch of it, and we gave it to the chef, who said to us that this will make the chocolate pudding tonight taste much better. We couldn't have planned it better if we wanted to. Come suppertime we can hardly wait. And when the chocolate pudding came out, because we are still being punished from something else that we were not allowed to have desserts for one week, the chocolate pudding came out and leave didn't get any. First time we were very happy not to get any. but then some counselors said we know the chocolate pudding is your favorite and we're going to allow you to have chocolate pudding tonight.

But we didn't touch it. now if we were so smart, we would have pretended we were eating at and made sure that it covered our faces very well. but we didn't touch it, in fact what we did was we told the counselors that we deserve our punishment and some of us gave the putting back. This was excellent, because one of the counselors, the one who gave us most of the punishments had four helpings of the stuff. So, we all went outside and we sat near the infirmary, and waited and waited and waited and then...

One kid ran across the compound to the bathrooms and in five seconds later another kid ran across the compound, and then another 10 minutes 5000 people were running in 5000 different directions. It was so entertaining I can't even tell you. If the movie was ever made about this, I bet it would be funny like you can't even imagine.

The problem is that we were not so smart, because we should've ran around too, and they would not have known it was us. We were just too busy laughing. So they found another punishment for us, and we found another way to rebel.

But we needed to get organized. Figure out what recourses we have at aour disposal. What we could use and who our fathers and mothers where. We needed outside help but not from Hungarians because they were afraid of our captors and if they got punished, that was not fair, so....

I sat everybody down at meetings and wanted to find out what all our fathers did so that we could harness the ability to escape even more. The one kid had a dad who was in the Navy, and other kid had a dad who was a politician, and the best thing of all is one of the kids his dad was the brother of a very famous communist who apparently was the one who started all of those camps for foreigners.

We decided to write a letter to this uncle of his, about the punishments that we used to get because we wanted to go out and they wouldn't let us out. I remember how hungry were most of the time because the food wasn't enough.

don't forget story when I was 16 in sharos patak with the steeling of the Russian flags

and when the KGB came for a visit and the media was watching. They were very careful not to create an international incident.

The very first political communists I ever met. We hated the communists, we hated what they did to Hungary. But this guy this guy did us all kinds of things for us.

And when he came , so did the TV and the news and everybody. There was a zoo with the camp cleaning up. Before these people came. This is where i saw signs of the cheating that was going on in Hungary but I was powerless to do anything about it and I was a kid who just wanted to have some fun and so did all the other kids in the other camps around Lake Balaton.

So after my friends Uncle, Lios, took us out for lunch, we told him all the things the camp directors did to us. We were so hungry we could've eaten the paper. He was really astonished, and the next day half the counselors were gone and already replaced.

From that day forward the camp was a much better place and when we wanted to go out they actually took us up and we could see the sights around the lake. This was after a unified the camps because the word got around to the other camps that we were being treated really well, and one of the stipulations was that we were the other camps and find out how the other kids were doing.

Lerinca Lios appointed us ambassadors, it was kind of cool. We visited 23 camps around Lake balton in one day it was tiring but it was a lot of fun. and from what I heard, the other camps got all kinds of extra goodies too. Our group should have gotten a reward or something because we changed the way were being treated.

One time when we wanted to go out, they didn't let us, but I already had a contingency plan.

When we made that list way back when on it, was my dad, who was an engineer. You see my dad wanted me to go into engineering and always tried to get me interested in angles and materials and mathematics and anything. As part of this new camp structure they brought in extracurricular activities for us to do. Like woodworking, painting, and other such distractions. When we realized that we could build things out of wood, I suggested to the guys that we build the ladder that we could escape and use the ladder over and over. But we had to design this ladder, so I wrote my dad, and asked him the following. My mom kept the letter and a photocopied it and I'll put it up here as soon as I find it again.

If I had 15 two by fours, and I needed to span a fence 10 feet high, and it had to support the weight of a person ( the heaviest guy in the camp I think was 100 pounds, then or hundred and 50) weighing 150 pounds, what kind of an A-frame can be built, so that the person weighing 150 pounds and climb over the fence and come down the other side safely.

I also mentioned that we had limited tools and nails, no power tools, so my dad was ecstatic and sent us the plans to make squares which we could assemble after we glued them together with wood glue which is stronger than nails if you put them together the right way. So each kid made two squares. The teachers were asking us why don't some of us make triangles or something different. But we all wanted to make squares. Every one thought we were nuts. But we didn't care. We knew the mission and the plan and we were always on the same page. There were never any misunderstandings in my group.

We were able to escape 11 times with that ladder which we assembled like an giant "A" frame to put over the fence and we used it to leave and come back before for we would caught. It was the best thing we ever built and it worked well until my dad was sent a letter which burned that bridge.

Before we moved into the House on Roselawn, I lived for a while at 88 Willowbank which was a much smaller house. But I still managed to make an igloo the old fashioned way. Pile up a bunch of snow, jump on it for half an hour to pack it down and then carve out a place inside.

My hands were freeeeezing. All it was, was piled up snow packed down and I cut a hole into it.

I don't even see people building forts or snow men and women but I was doing it since age 8. What is wrong with everyone in this city? How unimaginative they really are.

I actually saw one of them a number of years ago. She grew up into a beautiful woman and I went up to her and said "hi.:" But she looked at me like I was on some kind of drug. I didn't press the issue and walked away. I know many people cannot remember like me. I am starting to forget things too so I decided to put it all here. They are great memories and I had a great life. I really feel for many people who have not even been out of Toronto.

Here at 13 I think I saw a show on TV How to build an igloo. So I vent outside to build one or two. My Parents were amazed. But why? Anyone could do it if they wanted to, or so I thought.

But, my parents found out later that I had a near photographic memory. I was being tested at this time while I was attending High School called De la Salle College Oakland's run by the Christian Brothers. I was about 14 when I started in grade 9 in High school and the Redac Reading course came in from the U.S. to test the kids for a nice big fee. it was $3000 in those days. Who knows how much it is in todays money. Perhaps 15,000 but it was well worth it for me as I could read

I remeber that at Holy Rosary they flashed an image on the screen on the board and asked us to draw what we saw. I had the best picture but that does not mean anything. If you could not draw but could remeber what it was was more imporant but my parents already had me enrolled at OCA, on weekends. OCA was the Ontario College of Art. And i was already doing sculptures and drawing. I made some cool things there but, who know what ev er happened to them. i learn how to skulp from clay and even how to fire it. It is a process like an oven caled a kiln and they heat it up to a very high temperature for a certain time and when it comes out. it is called pottery. You could also decordate you creation with various paints called glazes, I think.

I didn't like Holy Rosary so much as a much rougher element was introduced into it and now the kids who came from lower income families went there too where at Allenby, the stock was higher quality.

I had a few friends, David, NMonyeir from Kenya or someplace like that and then there was Joey whio beat the crap out of me almost every recess and I was afraid to go outside I was a skinny kid who was a big chicken and the bullys always had their way, stealing lunch money food and so on.

Once Joey beed me so bad I had to go to the hospital. He was kicked out of school for a while but when he was back so was the trouble. The schools didn't really do much to protech the inocent. Much like after you grow up, you realize that the criminals have all the rights and you have none, so I learned that at an early age.

However that did not help me. When I went to Del, i was so happy, but when Joey was tranfered there, I would expect another four years of hell.

this time I was bringing lots of fishing stuff and I was meeting many of my old buddies from the previous year, as I stayed in contact with most of them. I still know one guy even today thought I should look him up as he lives in Brazil.

Playing at the Summit tennis club in Toronto, the people were too boring and snobby there for me, so I went on to find another hobby which later became photography.

Going to De La Salle High school was prestigous but dangerous for me. But then I met some of the other nerds and we had our own group which was useless but we didn't get beat up as much bet none of my friends really came to my rescue. I was almost always on my own. No one told me that if I beat the shit out of the biggest bully in the school that no one would bother me anymore. I had to find that out all my myself also with the help of Albert who is still my best friend today.

Abert is from the Philipinnes and also came from a good family, I still know his parants and most of his brothers and sisters.

I was 14 hear with my mom at lake Balaton in Hungary - see Tihany in the background

Tiy see the "421" in the background. That was our house number in Toronto close to Avenue Rd. and Eglinton. M5N1J9 WOW I still remember the postal code.

Amazing hotel on the top of the Hill. it is no longer there. I was there again in 2017

My mom haggling at the Market in Rovine. Canadians need to see what it is like to go to a real market. That is the fun thing about it. You never pay the marked price.

Me in the middle with my cousin Bubik Istvan on the left, (Later in life my cousin Bubik Istvan, would go on to be in films with Arnold Swartzenegger and others to win an American Oscar for best actor in a foreign film. I was in a few moved with him. my First I played a German Tourist, in the 1995 moved called Istalo. These where modern day gladiators who fought each other for money, and I played one of the German tourists there. It was a lot of fun. I will have to tell the story roof the date I went out on with 23 Hungarian women. Probably the best date I was ever on. It lasted 11 days. Unfortunately my cousin died to die in an accident at the age just over 40) the other kid was in the same hotel. He was from Germany and came with us on almost all out swimming excisions. The three of us had lots of adventures.

Remember now we were 15. After a while it wasn't so interesting. And we moved onto other things.

One day, we were standing in line waiting to get postcards. There were two really cute girls in front of us. My cousin and I spoke Hungarian to each other because his English was not good yet and it was the only way were could communicate, and it was especially good in other countries because no one could speak Hungarian so we were able to joke around saying lude things about people.

This was no exeption, but it was Istvan (Steve) who, was sayhting all the things were where going to do with these girls. How he was going to do them, and how we were going to do this and that. it was so funny. Later in life, he and I would make a whole restaurant with 200 tourists laugh so hard they would cry and gasp for air. Anyway back to the story....I was laughing so hard myself I also pied in my pants. When the girls finally finished buying their post cards, one of them turned around and in fluent Hungarian said: thanks for the compliments. As i turned red, and they walked away, my cousin said: we can pick them up and he ran to them and asked them both out for us. And they said YES!!!! Steve and I were lucky as we had own room in the hotel so brings the girls back to it after the date was...convenient. Don't worry about the spelling in this I am just trying the stores fast and I will fix the spelling later.

Below is a picture of my Aunt In New York. She changed the fashion industry and became a very well

known designer when she was working for Mr. Givenchy. I met him a few times when I was a photographer doing some layouts.

Here Is Edith Gati and Her Late Husband John and My idiot cousins William on the left and My other Cousin Paul (A well known Violin player) I remember going to sold out concerts at Carnegie Hall I remember went I went out with Ofra Harnoy when I was a kid that the news spread to my cousins in New York somehow. I wonder where Ofra is these days? John Gati was a movie producer that that pointed a promising movie maker in the right direction. Can you guess who that was? It starts with an "S" and ends in a "g."

At 15 and 16 I was off to the Sarospataki to the summer University. I still have my Diplomas

You will see more about it below but I loved to do the Hungarian dance because all the guys who started, all thought it was gay to Dance and the rest of the guys all dropped out. But for me it was excellent. Every time, I wanted to hang out with "the girls" al I had to say is "Let's practice" and I was dancing with 8 Girls WOWeeeeee !!!!!!!

the two on the left were also from Toronto, the next two where from Michigan, I can't really remember the next 3 but the last one I really had the hots for. She was from Sweden. When she kissed me, the toes curled and I felt like I was on the moon in my own little world. it was really her which helped me break out of my sky skin, even though I never told her. It was the only thing I regret in my life that I should have handled the situation better and it bothered me right up until I found her on the Internet years later, and for which I apologized to her for being such a dork! I think she appreciated it and it took quite a load off my shoulders.

Me at 19 and off to Europe again to stay with a German family in Dusseldorf Heir Moller for the summer. That was my mom on the right.

The Mollers were a very nice Family and where very nice to me. But Barbara, as not really so nice to me. I meet her several years before at the airport with some of her girlfriends and we write to each other all the time until she invaded me to stay at her parents place, one summer. I remember going to work with her father who owned a steel fabrication company and I hung out with him most of the time. I remember when i arrived by train and there were lots of people waiting for me. Barbara's parents count speak English so they hired a translator to be able to communicate with me. They were looking all over for me but I was sitting there against a post but they could not see my Canadian flag. My fault!! Anyway when we arrived, their limo driver picked us up and all their staff were lined up to meet me when I went in.

We discussed the types of food I liked so the cook could make them, I told them my favorites which are still the same today, lobster, oysters, mussels, and so on. They were shocked so i told them if they make me hamburger's and french-fries every day I will be happy with that. I also had my own man servant who put my close out every day. and my own room. I remember I got lost in the house and it too me a week to figure out where everything was. When the dinner bell rang I was there with Heir Moller but Barbara almost was never there. Until one night I was wearing my house coat and found myself in Barbara's bedroom with a friend of hers. Her friend was really cute, and we all ended up in Barbara's bed together having a little fun. it was the highlight of my trip.

When heir Moller opened the door of Barbara's bedroom he saw all of us in bed. He didn't really say anything, just closed the door. Thank GOD there was a cover over all of us.

I never really spoke to Barbara after that night, and secided to hang out with the dad instead. He and his friends were much more interesting.

They didn't have it. It was upsetting. I didn't like it very much. We only stayed for a few days.

on the right a Spanish sand stone carving which my mother was importing from Spain.

When I was 15 I studied Hungarian Culture and Language at the Sarospataki Nyari Colligium

While there I learned Hungarian Folk dancing and before we went in to Perform among the other students we were joking around in the courtyard of a castle. Two of the girls were friends of mine from Toronto and the other two were Americans. I remember when we started classes most of the guys were in. But they thought it was feminine to dance and all quit. By the time of the performance I was the only guy left. Believe when I say, I didn't complain when I practiced with 18 girls. It was.....GREAT!!!! THESE WERE 4 OF THE 18. BELOW.

I studied Hungarian at the Saroshpataki Nagy collegium (summer University) in Hungary and also studied Hungarian dance. All the guys in the class dropped out because they thought dancing was "gay." I was a lucky guy because I got to practice with 12 women and I am not gay. WOWweeeeeeee. What a lucky guy I was. I was 16 here. 4 girls couldn't make it when the pictures were being taken

I never cared what other thought. I always did my own thing. And ok there were always girls around and I loved it but most were just my friends. I can actually just be friends with women without getting involved.

I always had an interest in photography and photographing models came later first the summer I spend as an exchange student. The girl went to my house for the summer and I came to hers.

And I was holding her dog. Her parents were not wealthy but they were very nice. My parents made it a point for me to stay with all kinds of people so I did not become a snob. I am glad I never did and I thank my mom and my moms sister for that. She My Moms sister was a designer at Givenchy in New York, and as snobby as the name was Mr. Givenchy was not, nor was my aunt who always showed me about people and how to read them. She was not just a designer and perhaps Mr. Givenchy's favorite, she also know more about life than most people I met in mine.

What I looked like in Wungan ( I am not sure I spelled that right) and the women was the exchange student who stayed at my parents place while I was in Germany. That is Her dog in my lap.

OH Barbara!!!! She was a vision. A typical snobby family, with am amazing daughter, who drove her sports car (Opel) to ride. Getting up enough nerve to talk to her was the hardest thing for me to do but after that my life changed forever.

I friend to wake up every morning when she left and tried to engage her in a conversation every morning until one day she asked me if I could ride? Horses!Q! Get your minds out of the gutter!!! and I said yes. I mean I lied I didn't really know what to say. If I said NO she could od said OH well I got toe go now. I just could not take the chance and then she asked me if I want to go with her. YAAAAAAA!!!!!!:::)))))))

I told the people I was living with and went. it was a very fancy riding school with very expensive cars out in front and rich kids everywhere mostly girls. It was like I died and went to heaven. There where girls everywhere with right rising close on yahoooooooooo!!!! As Barbara as talking to me, it was hard to concentrate on what she was saying. And when she asked me if I wanted a horse I had to escape so I made up an excuse that I have to go to the washroom and run into one of the buildings. where a man who looked like the boss was training other riders. I asked him. if he could teach me how to ride in 20 minutes as I had to impress a woman outside. All the riders where smiling. 6 girls and 1 guy who was laughing at me and the trainer asked me how much money do i have in my pocket, so I fooled out 10 marks. He then told me that if I show up every morning at 6 am and clean the stables, he will show me how, then he will teach me how to ride like no other. And I said OK!!! Still in the back of my mind Barbara who was wondering what happened to me.

I told her I didn't feel well, but i would ride tomorrow. And do it was that I dogged her almost every day for a week. The trailers name was Felix who would become my friend but I did not know it was the Spanish riding school. One day I left the stall open to the favorite horse I always clean his stall the best. And I ent to see Barbara ride and this horse was following me around, and Felix saw this and came to me and said iwillmatch you with this horse. i didn't think too much about it. I rad almost every day practicing improving until Felix told me to go for my fitting in building there. I fitting???? What do you mean? I went in and just about had a heart attack. I was being fitted for a Spanish riding school uniform. Wholly shit!

They told me to come back in two weeks. I forgot to mention that the people I was staying with were very nice to me. When I told them about the riding school, they bought me a small motor cycle to get around. It was an old one but it did not matter to me. That was really nice of them to do that which really expended my world. And when I was waiting for my uniform to be finished, I went and started talking to some of the other neighbours and met a family with a little girl. i think she was around 12 at the time. and they took me sailing. They asked if I wanted to come and I did go and they had a very beautyful boat on lake Bodensee.

I I was already a sailor because I learned how to sial years before and my father also has a Yaught with lots of friends who had very big sailboats so I was already quite skilled.

But the peole really liked me, went away for two weeks on vacation and asked me to take car of their boat. WHAT????? what pannet was I on????

then back to the camp all dressed up in my uniform which looked very cool. I don't know what happened to the film of those pictures. I still have one of Barbara and some pictures of the horse I rode but of noithing else not even Felix but it does not really matter. Every time the Spanish Riding school came to the Canada Winter fair, felix was always with them and the only reason I went to the fair was to see him and say hellow. You see, I had a nickname which stuck. There was a rumor through the school about the CANADIAN COWBOY . ME!!! But I am no cowboy but one day my hose didn't want to participate and tried to thow me off but, there was no way I wanted to go on an involinrtary flight, so I didn't let him t"goofy" of there. Lipinsaner horses are huge. If you fall of one of those, it will really hurt eventhough there was about 1/2 a meter of soft stuff you could call on in the training area. and so goes it every time I went to the show, I didn't have to ask any permission to go in the back, I just said the Canadian Cowwboy is here and felix always lety me come in and the students where really excited to meet THE CANADIAN COWBOY.

When I wentr back to Canada, my parents sent me to Sunnybrook riding school to see if I wanted to persue riding. I was watching some stiff girl riding around and around. There were lots of people there watching her. Her form was wrong, her stance was not tight. I thought it was a new rider so I told the person beside me that her form was all wrong and that woman turned to me and with a loud voice said, THAT IS THE BATIONAL CHAMPION OF CANADA. And so I had my answer. If that was the best Canada had to offer, I would just pass on the horseback lessons. And when they found out that I learned at the Spanish Riding School, they were practically kissing my feet. But the girls there were, nothing like the Germans. All the Canadian could talk about was their horses. Ok I get it, it is their life, but it was not mine. Anyway a have smelled more horse manuer that I cared to and I had no interest to show off. But they really wanted me to ride. Actually I was alittle afraid thinking that it was my horse who was sparter than I was in Germany and the trecks I could only do with a horse that wanted to please me, rather than an idiot who does not know anything. So i decided to stick with the photography and after superman had his accident, I never rode again.

After I learned how to Ride at the Spanish Riding School of Vienna training camp.

I had lots of great friends there including a farmers daughter who attacked me almost in front of her parents. The parents were pretty cool people. That was a fantastic summer.

When I was going home one day, I took a turn down the wrong driveway just to see what was there. Because I was alsways curious in life, and because no onse else ever turns down any road, they never get to see the really cool stuff. I want down the road and came to a farm that had really huge tractors. I have never seen tractors so big. i got off mu bike and were looked at them. The farmers wife first came out and could speak a little english and I told her I have never seen tactors this big before. He daugher could speak more english and we hit it off right away. She really liked me for some reason. Bout she looked fantastic with no makeup on. and she invided me on a speep over. I asked her what her parants thought of it, and should be ask them. She said it will be ok. NO IN CANANDA!!! So I went back to the place I was staying at and told them I am going to a sleep over at at farm. The girl took me around the farm. Let's just say that it was sure interesting the places she liked to do it. In those days there was no aids but I am sure glad I caught nothing else either. she especially liked to do it when people were close by like her father who had a big shotgun in the kitchen. Anyway noything happened to me. These people let me into their home and they were very nice to me especially their daughter.

this is a self Portrait with the first two real models I had to shoot. My Cousin Chris arrnaged it for me. They were friends of hers. And I took lots of pictures of them. I also built a very cook dardroom in my parents basement, where i did all of the developing.

My mom had my collect stamps and that was good for a while but I stopped after a while but I have some pretty cool stamps now. I took all of these pictures and I deveoped them as well and made prints. people were lining up for me to do them because I was good and fast and able to have contact sheets ready the next day.

I won many awards for my pictures and this was one of them. The damn bird took off with my keys and I tracked it to a tree, which I later climbed to find a nest filled with rings, money and all kind of treasured. Thank got my keys were in there too.

Apple wine in Germany. Now this was an amazing place. We stayed in the hotel and it was in the mountains I think but who knows. Who knew what a great feeling you could get from apple juice.

Here I was about 20 and I just bought my first motorbike. This bike was cool. But it shifted gears beside the gas tank.

I hear later My Cousin Monica got Married , that is me on the right behind my cousin. It took me 5 years to grow that mustache. HAHAHEHEH

Below On one of my reading weeks when we went to the house in Florida. Thank God for my parents houses all over the world.

It was a in a really nice part of town and it was really big. But most important of all it had orange and grapefruit trees.

Not far from the house was a guy who had an armored personal carrier in his yard, a bunker in the basement and enough weapons to start a small war, just in case something ever happened. This guy was ready or anything. That is me in the tank. I was around 22

Another year going down to the house I ran into one of these guys. You see I did a little of this and a little of that for them And I will tell you abut the biggest drug bust in Florida's History. My device caught the bad guys and I was invited to the bust. it was one of the coolest things I have ever seen or have been on. I was given a bullet proof vest, and I had to sign a paper in case something happened to me. I was the fourth guy though the door after the knocked it down with a big battering ram.

While at school i got a scholarship because I had the best hospitality and interior design thesis After Graduating from Ryerson University in 1982, i didn't go into design but was a resident manager of a hotel and lived on the top floor. Just like in the movies. i was 24 years told. The hotel had lots of problems with their food and beverage and bar and room sales and front desk, and so one by one i went and fixed them all. it was hard to ear the respect of the other people but one by one I did that too. I doubles the profits of the restaurant among other things but i hated my job because i was always there.

I also won recognition for many of my marketing projects and group presentation which were never shy of amazing.

When i was in the hospitality Industry, i designed restaurants and eventually started building them too. Mostly in Toronto and some in Hungary. menu design was very important. Your web store is your menu. i also had a background in Photography because it was always hobby of mine. So when I started to take pictures of food and put them on the menus, people responded better to that, then just text. also what they taught us was to describe in detail what the things are that they may not understand.

After Graduating from Ryerson Polytechnical University, I worked in the hospitality industry for a while. My first Job out of school was a Resident Manager of a Hotel. I found quickly that the Hotel management area was not for me and fell back on one of my hobbies called photography. I also worked for Ideal food and restaurant equipment designing restaurants. Before I went out on my own.

I used to do fashion photography and have been taking pictures for over years. I used to developed my own films and make my own prints too. Here are some of the models and pictures I have taken of people

This was a 14 your old girl, and after the make up artist and hair stylist was finished with her,

I still do photography. The one above was a very good model and taught at Eli nor Flushers'

I am going to give away all the negatives I have from the over 7,000 models we shot under the company name of Fine Focus Inc. Any models where shot by Les, can make arrangements to come and pick them up. There is no charge for them. I have scanned in the ones I want to keep.

These were not girlfriends. They were models who hired us to take pictures of them from the top agencies in Toronto, New York and even Germany I bet you were thinking Paris.

As I entered the world of entertainment and was in a few movies with him. I played small parts but they were entertaining parts some with lines.

I jump to 30 until I can find pictures to fill it in.

! was 30 here (below) and I was very interested in this women.

I went to Cleveland, where she lived and bought a house with her girl who later embezzled it out of me.

Her name was Nikki Di something

People told me that they could not believe she was like that but I quickly realized it was not really her fault. Most Americans are like that. I almost married an American woman and found out just how dishonest her whole family really was. A story which is in my book which I am writing. I have has a few bad experiences with Americans, but not all Americans are bad. I hope I find a nice honest one if that is in the cards.

The industrial show. A must see of the innovative machine Hungary was producing and I went with my dad who was a retired engineer.

in a kitchen bathroom in galley air-conditioning monitors backup camera and the smoothest ride in I never had on a bus.

this is also an interesting machine, as it was very versatile and allowing many components to give tangent at different times for various tasks.

I thought this interlocking tiles very interesting as well. They could be laid down over uneven ground for machines to drive over. What a brilliant idea.

I was retained by the Family librarian as the Family go for meeting and photographing family members all over Europe

Below was a great Aunt 111 year old remembered what the Czar of Prussia had a crush on her and gave her all kind of gifts, as I pointed one out and said that is very cool what is it? Sparked a 4.5 hour conversation of her youth.

On those days I was using a twin lens reflex Mamiya Camera shown below. This was a 2.25 inch film and all I shot was black and white.

She was 110 When I interviewed her as I am the investigator in the family to find out stuff. She told when the was 16 that The Czar of Prussia was after her and she shows me al kids of beautiful gold boxes and other things she was given. it is kind of amazing that she was able to hide all of that During two wars. And still have it to show. She died a few years later. I spent all day with her. She was one interesting relative. She told me when she was a girl none of the roads were paved and that the motor car was not actually invented in the states. It was Invented in Hungary. It was Ford that made cars for a mass-market. And "you could have any colour you wanted as long as it was black."

Most of the time when where was information about the family, I want sent to check it out.

Platl was the original name and dates back to 1417 where some Cardinal was a member of the family court

Hanging out with the girls. At a party in Hungary, WOW can they every dress nicely. They love to look good.

These people know how to Party, so I party with them. No sex, just dancing and hanging out

a typical peasant house chimney not taken the same day as the picture above. Actually it is another village This is a copy of a 800 year old mud house you can almost heat with a candle.

me taking the picture in a mass in a 1000 year old church that is me on the lower right corner.

I got rid of it when I was in club med and wanted to go snorkeling and couldn't because the water kept coming in my mask when diving so I shaved it off.

In 1998 or there about's I used to rid with a group of people in an anal cycling group. Many were jealous of me because I had a successful business and I had a sense of humor I think. People started to want to hang around me and they liked that even less. I was there just to ride.

I cycled for about 2 years with them until I could do it no more. Now I cycle by myself, but I have a good sound system on my new bike and it keeps me occupied. I'm in green in the back 4th from the left.

Now you can see the same shock absorbing system on my recumbent which I had build for me a few years later.

In 1999 after enough politics with that cycling club I designed a bike which would be so much fun to ride, that I would actually do it. And come next year I will be doing lots of it

That is what happens when an over achiever combined with an ambitious and driven business man.

I wanted something no one has, and still 6 years later they are just getting around to copying some of the things on it. It is OK. it does not bather me in the slightest. This year 2007 - 8 I will motorized trailer with a solar assisted power pack which I Designed and it will help me get up big hills.

Ride for heart I did every single year since it started. Here I was invited by a friend on left and his wife to ride with them.

I rode the bike I designed for about 6 years See it below If you don't watch so much TV, you to can do many things with your life.

where I learned how to horseback ride. I heard Felix retired many years ago. He would remember me!!!

in 2014 I met a nice woman who wans a descendant of the Frankopans, Zirinski's and Subic Royal families. She told me that we are good enough friends to add them to my web site so here are some very cool crests. Her family owned part of Europe, put kinds in Power and owned most of the castles around their domain. Just search their names on Wikipedia. It is good reading, Her family can be traced back to the Romans. Now that's Impressive.

old amour. Can you imagine wearing that stuff on a hot day. I put some stuff on one day to see what it must have felt like and then I had to go to the washroom hahaheheheehehe

One of the metal badges put on walking stick of Germans and Hungarian to show where they have been. More you have the more places you have been.

This guy had about 30 on his cane and he wanted to tell me about every single place he went.

I love old people because they have so much to say but many people don't really want to listen. it is a shame.

A stork in a next . A very rare site these days as pollution have just about wiped them out.

I have some pretty amazing experiences to share and eventually tell me some of yours.

I won 1str prize, 2nd prize 3rth 4th and 5th even though there was no 4th and 5th

The Parrot sewed to my shoulder, the eye patch and the swords. and fake crooked teeth.

I would smile at women , and you should just see their faces. It was priceless. It was better than Master Card I also got an empty bottle of Captain Morgan's rum, with colored water in it and pretended I was drunk. I wish I had video taped it. When I went into the Royal York Hotel, the tourists thought, I was hired by the hotel. I have not had so much fun for years. I was 37 here

This was a very boring place. Quite and after 3 days of it, I wanted to leave. I told them they could keep 1/2 my money, just get me out of there. I traveled alone so it is important for me to have some fun.

Some people who there called us the "Les group." Many people who wanted to hang out with me because it was more fun. I will never go to club Med again. What an rip off. So I went out on my own excursions And did my own things. I rented jeeps and busses and hired guides and started to have am amazing time, until I came back only to eat.

I love to sale and can sail these easily. i like a good 44 ft star which I can sale by myself under full sail. I used to race them many years ago/

The accommodation and food was great but the company was not. I could hardly wait to get the hell out of there. it was like a prison for political.

i was so board, I just went around the whole time and tool pictures of everything. Then people started to complain, according to club med, that i was taking pictures of everything. I am a tourist you morons!!!

I was in the same newspaper as the director of the C.I.A. and the president of the United States Cool Eh. The Secret Service guys even let me ride my bicycle beside the while house. Cooooool

I did not design and built this one. it was already nearly perfect. i just added a few things

You have to understand the scope of how famous my cousin really was, in Hungary.. he was as famous then that Schwarzenegger is to us. He even has an Oscar, for best foreign film. So he is no small fry. The thing is that he was my best friend. And he died in 2005. OB had lots of fun before then, like in this film.

Below with continuity expert. It was this person's responsibility to make sure that this flowed from one scene to the next.

I had no idea what the complexities of making a film were when they decided to put me in it. Because they gave me lines, they had to fly in writer to add them. It turns out I played an excellent German tourist. And when they brought in a busload of extras I was the only one headlines. The funny thing was that it was during dessert and I was sitting there in hall. You see the movie and the girl dork up with the server in the movie.

in the script, this was during a desert time in the movie, I looked down at on my plate was the most amazing looking desserts I've seen in years, so I decided to eat it and in the middle of the taken, director says cut. And asks "what are you doing Leslie?" and I say am eating the cake. The director says: "you're not supposed that." And so he had to shoot it again that new piece of cake. But on the second taken was perfect.

This was one of the cameras that use are ruled by a series of tracks. Two or three guys pushing this card while the cameraman was swinging it around same time .it was pretty cool. But it is not the first the outset

after a hard day of shooting, these guys would go out and have a game of soccer. Of course they would celebrate by drinking lots of beer and then they would go out drinking afterwards.

all of these three guys above are actors feed on the left at be in the middle I don't know who the guy on the right is. this film was Shot near the "Hortobaj planes" in Hungary.

they would drive the actors back and forth every time they were needed. It was a long trip. Depending on where an actor lived, could have been a several hour drive.

because there were so many famous actors play in this movie, they have to be guarded by the military and sometimes by police escort. and they took us to the original site. A lot of fun. I've never seen so many military and cops in one place before.

Because the setting was in a riding stable, we have an unlimited use of the horses and ride every day. show off my skills which I learned that the Spanish riding school of Vienna. The sources were pretty smart to be understood me.

This is not me in this picture, but a horseman. They could make the worst lie down on command, while snapping a whip. No horses were ever hurt.

The producer of many Films in Hungary. He thinks I am a hoot. I was in two of his films with my cousin

when they picked me up in Budapest they also picked up Dorka who almost slept the whole way, as she was also working in the city. All these actors work very hard. Doing this made me realize I don't ever want to become an actor. Though I'm not afraid of hard work, it is well beyond that.

Out for a ride - I usually do not rent these things but it is better than a cab in a place where I

Then i went to a real working village of pioneers and thought i would do some carpentry work in a real shop

The Canadian fort which was never used to depend against an attack from the Americans

When I was in the Dominican republic to look at construction projects, I decided to go into the jungle and do my own tour and here are some of the interesting people I bumped into. Remember that I cannot speak Spanish.

A lumber yard and hardware store have everything you need to build a house even though most are made with concrete.

I visited many construction project because i want to see how things are being built all over the world. Here the foundation is built like the Canadians do theirs. No big deal. They don't have a winter they have to deal with, but I would use concrete not block.

Just a person in a village. I have no idea where I was. That was all the fun in it. Almost everyone I know need to know where they are going. I just need to go. That is the difference between me and everybody else. The only way you will have adventure is when you enter the unknown. I like that.

Can you find the turtles. What you do if two of them swam up to you? The two of them were bigger than a VW. I think they thought I was lunch.

14 And beautiful. I met her and her family up in the mountains. They thought I was lost.

Walking in the jungle and came to a watering hole with really cool looking rocks in the distance. Then I get a little closer. See what is at the top of the picture.

But I did see some cool things in the trees. if you stay really still for a long time, then the animals come out.

At first they didn't want their pictures taken but eventually it was no problem.

The sergeant, the Police captain and me. I just wanted to see what the police station looked like inside.

Nice looking iron works and how they open and close. But it should be on a hill, when it closes gravity takes car of it, and when it opens a machine is used. This would reduce the energy consumption my 1/2

A lucky shot. It was sitting in a fence and it took me an hour and 1/2 to sneak up too it. While I was crawling through the grass, some snake crossed paths with me. I almost had a heart attack. I did not recognize the type of snake. I just remained frozen until the snake decided to make his own way away.

Being silly with some of my cousins. One was very famous so sometimes when we went out we would conceal our faces so he would not get swarmed

This is a picture of a very old church near my fathers country home at Lake Balaton

Very creative store.(above) Don't take pictures in their malls. (BUDAPEST) they will run up to you and ask you if you have permission to take pictures. I swear! I had to sneak this one in. If you go to some museums they charge extra if you wan to take pictures and even more if you want to take video. (DON'T ASK ME WHY - I THINK THEY THINK THAT VIDEO CAPTURES MORE THAN A PICTURE SO IT SHOULD BE WORTH MORE) But my camera just looks like a camera, so I video taped everything so I could get my moneys worth.

A special Hungarian Design which require no eves. The water just runs off the roof. Cool Eh?

A Hungarian decorative plate. Hand Painted. I have a collection of these which my mother left me when she died.

Couple of my cousins the one of the left died in a car crash a few years in 2004

Another picture of Istvan who died a few years later in a car crash. See his car after the crash. (below)

Hungarian Folk Dancing commemorating my cousins death, It is one of my other cousins groups

A really good friend of mine. Just a friend who eventually married one of my cousins

Hungarians think the more space they have the more

writing they can put on the side of their trucks. (I should be the one to talk)

Too complicated and not creative. Mine are different.

One telephone number is all you need. Can you imagine trying to write one of these phone numbers down?

This car is make out of paper called a "Trabont" and is front wheel drive. There used to be lots of things during the cold war

Now they are harder and harder to find. I love this car. Here is a cool one.

My mom in Paris when I was around 5

She modeled for Vogue While her sister was a designer for Givenchy in New York City. Cool EH?

Me at 28 or 29???

My friends Wine cellar in Paty outside Budapest in Hungary (below)

a painting of a typical landscape in Hungary

I go to Hungary all the time because my dad lives their now. So I have a few places to stay and a whole whack of cousins. Some 850 who I will never meet unless I will the lottery. Who can tell the future?

Avery common European gate which most people would never get here because it is too expensive but the European pay much more for it then we would and they still do it, because if it is built well, it will last forever and then it is worth it. You can see on the top of the gate that there is a roof and it is even shingled. This protects the gate, and it lasts much longer. This fence and gate will not have to be touched for 5 - 10 years. Not even the stain.

Entertaining the locals. The women in the middle works for my dad full time. She runs his house hold.

A Hungarian cop and me. Hey they work hard and they have a terrible and dangerous jobs.

Another one. I like to meet them in every country. Even when I was doing extra goodies behind the iron curtain. Those where very different times. And I am writing a book about that.

in 2004, a cousin very close to me, got into a fatal car crash. (below)

Instructions on how to use the parking meter. You should see the one for the pay phone.

A another good friend of mine in Hungary. Eppy here above when he was addressing his feeling towards my dead cousin.

A couple of houses I helped my father build just outside Budapest. Cool eh? The white thing is make out of stone, concrete mortar and ceramic. The only wood in them are the trusses holding up the 1 ton roofs and they are all 6x6's and 8x8's and 10 x 10's Cool Eh???? This house in the front was a peasant house converted into a garage and an apartment. My father wanted to mow it all down and just put on house on it. Thank God he listened to me. There is a smaller house to the left , where the "Sheppard", who tended to the animals in the old days, lived. We are going to make that into a shop. Under it is a wine cellar almost the size of the white house. Cool Eh? There is no wine in it. But if I have anything to do about it, I will at least get some old barrels and put them in there to have a feel of a wine cellar at least.

This is not my car. But how can a guy afford car like this unless he works for the YOU KNOW WHO.

June 28 2010 I decided to find myself a women. First I went light with just one single site and by the time Jan rolled around

I was in Lava life, Date.com, Eharmony,Zoosk, and Plenty-o-fish . All a waste of time so I created this to help me find one but I am not holding my breath here either

With the exception of one year in Frankfurt Germany and Versailles France for one year as well in the states.

I needed to escape. But how does one escape their own life. Can anyone do it > Well I tried and moved to a

It proved to be a complere waste of time and even thr Gorvornmemnt which helped me didn't even give me the right information. No one seems to know what they are doing, but they are sure good at handing out fines if you don't do them right. I almost think that they deliberately give you the wrong information just to cause trouble. it is morrally wrong to do that but in Euope there are no morals.

Good things for sale in the market in the Ukraine

everything is of the highest quality. Even the cookies.

Not at all like the junk they sell us here.

Here is a store that understands Capitalism. They have a web store on the top floor, a computer store there too, a digital photo studio, and passport office and a store for women's beauty supplies. They are doing very well.

When I first saw this thing I just about had a heart attack. It is a cold war Russian tank. I think it was just left there and now it is just a memory of the past. It was the Russians that invented slanted armor. Just a little bit of History for you.

I cannot remember the city I saw this in but I almost tuned off the road. There was a time when I was closer to tanks bigger than this during the cold war, when I have been photographing them and other military equipment in my previous life. I don't miss it. Nor do I want to go back and do it again, but I could help an organization with their intelligence. Something we can all use a little more of.

There were so many people everywhere you could hardly move.

It was just easier to stay on the tour bus.

I was alone in Paris because my dad wanted to see it

and cancelled at the last moment. Nice Guy. EH?

A 102 Year old lady at the train station in a small city in Hungary

This was the same train station who said that they acknowledge that I have a return ticket but I have to buy another ticket so I can get a seat! WOW how they love to rip off the people. Be careful when Buying a train ticket. You will need 2 one for the trip and one for the seat. It is not expensive but why in Gods name can't they sell one ticket?

Fucked up? You bet it is. This is the same country where the politicians have been selling hospitals and nations monuments to the YOU KNOW WHO.

Some of the sites. Did you know that the Russian were the first to develop "sloping" armor on their tanks? It is still in the design even today. With the most modern tanks.

The Leopard Tanks is the best in the world today made by the Germans.

Things you find in the garden of a an ex- general in the Russian Army

Built right onto the ground however the permafrost is not as deep as it is in Canada

One type of window but I will use plastic because it will transfer the cold less

how the roofing worked. a single like this (3 ft long) would ensure that the roof would not leek for at least 80 years.

This still use this type of construction even today to hold up those tile roofs

I say this newly contracted for an addition to a hotel. The whole base is make out of concrete.

going back to another type of construction in the Ukraine which was a good 600 years old

The church from the outside. Just think. They built all this by hand. 400 years ago.

Even a great Pizza Place/ Doesn't that make you Hungry?

I need to find a good stand for my chop saw but could not find anything really good so I combined 2 different things and now have the best one in the world.

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II am just going to keep this to myself

The legs of this table are very hard to open and close. Who designed such an amazing top and such a crummy bottom. it is like having a Mercedes top and no wheels.

Last week when I was out on a exploratory meeting with a women, Oct. 6th.

I was told by her how to tip the waiter because I didn't do it properly, according to her.

5 years ago I got flowers from a women. I thought it was a very nice gesture.

Everything is done by hand. And because they cannot afford ladders they try to make due without. Yet, their building technology is about 50 years ahead of ours. The is only the 2nd geo-thermal House in Romania. I look forward to it's completion.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I LIKE TO SHOVEL STONE AND SAND. I CAN DO IT ALL DAY. AND I WAS MIXING CONCRETE FOR SUPPORTS AND MORTAR FOR BRICKS FOR SEVERAL DAYS. WE FINISED THE FIRST FLOOR ALMOST.

More modern than our ambulances - How is that possible???? And they are fiercely proud of what they do - unlike may of our people. They showed me pictures that were not very good, so I took it upon myself to show the world a little about them and to give them some pictures to match their egos. They have every right to be proud.

I do not know if they have one number for everything, I know in Hungary for instance they have one number for the Ambulance, another for the fire department and yet another for the Police. Hmmmmm

ON MY WAY BACK i STOPPED IN TO SEE SOMEONE WHO WORKED FOR MY DAD FOR MANY YEARS AND I JUST WANTED TO VISIT HER AND HER HUSBAND.

Selling Gyros. A tour of their competition and and explanation on how their product has to be better than the rest.

tHIS WOMAN WORKER FOR MY DAD RUNNING HIS HOUSEHOLDS FOR MANY YEARS BEFORE SHE RETIRED. I WENT TO VISIT HER AND HER HUSBAND AND ALSO WENT THERE TO LOOK AT THE GATES THESE PEOPLE IN THIS AREA WERE FAMOUS FOR .

I try to tell them that I have never seen a bus like this and there is nothing like a bus like this in Toronto, that I know of and there are no transit busses that are so luxurious here, but they don't believe me. They think UI am trying to pull one over them.

They tuck the washroom away and put it in the middle of the bus so it does not inconvenience the passengers all through the bus as people are coming and going and the washroom cleans itself after each person who uses it. What the %$#%$#^%$?

Having a quick lunch - sometimes eating at a friends place is like easting in a classy restaurant

A small town women taking the bus into town, talking with the bus driver. They dress better there than the women IN tORONTO

And the women you see above comes from one of these small farms below. These are what their front gates look like

2015 I was in a relationship for a few years and now I am taking a break from it all.

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I spent the last 5 years in Hungary helping my dad and

trying to develope my new service hub In my spare time, finished the inside of my house,

built a safe room. CHECK OUT THE VIDEO (Below)

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WHAT THE SOFTWARE I DEVELOPED TO RUN MY BUSINESS

AND MANAGE THE TIME IN MY LIFE, SAVED ME THE MAXIMUM

TIME POSSIBLE. I KNOW BECAUSE, I STUDIED, WITH TWO

COMPUTER PROGRAMMERS, JUST HOW MUCH A COMPUTER

CAN ACTUALLY DO FOR US, IF YOU KEEP THINGS SIMPLE.

THE SOFTWARE I WAS SELLING TO SMALL BUSINESS PEOPLE

IN CANADA, SAVED THEM BETWEEN 30 AND 60 SAYS WORTH

OF TIME. IT WAS EVEN A SIMPLER VERSION OF MINE,

BECAUSE I HAD SEVERAL COMPANIES I HAD TO RUN AT ONCE.

BUT IT SAVED ME 177 DAYS WORTH OF TIME A YEAR,

AND WITH THE TIME I SAVED, I INVENTED, BUILT MY OWN

BICYCLES AND TRAVELED. THAT IS WHY IS IT HARD TO BELEIVE

I DID ALL THIS STUFF, BUT WHEN YOU ARE ORGANIZED,

YOU CAN ACCOMPLISH ALMOST ANYTHING.

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