PLAYING WITH FIRE
Playing With Fire
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I’ve stayed in hotels all over the world but certain ones stick in your mind. The Magyar in Székesfehérvár, Hungary. To say this was an old hotel would be an understatement. It is over 200 years old, and I am happy to report that there has been a makeover since I stayed there in 1999.…