But there is no water. just hours of waiting under the beating sun. where buses finally arrive to take them to the transit camp with where all say the conditions are inhumane and they are treated like animal, herded around like sheep and forced to scramble for food and water and we are not allowed in. at the budapest train station after waiting for days if not over a week, sleeping on cement, a moment of slight hope as a packed train departs. also short lived. an hour into what should have been a journey into the hungary/austria border, it stops. whatever hope they had shattered. a little girl...