I followed the river south and walked by the Parliament building. I can easily say this is one of my favorite buildings in the world. I didn't go in (it's still the working parliament of Hungary) but I spent a lot of time taking photos and admiring the building.
I walked across the Chain Bridge to head up to Buda Castle. I thought about taking the incline (aka funicular – what a great word) but decided to check if I could walk up. I'm glad I did, it was a nice little hike up the hill, mostly in the trees and with a view of the bridge and Pest.
The castle was great to walk around. I visited the cathedral, which was really neat – all the stone was painted in geometric patterns. I also paid to go up the Bastion – not worth the extra 10 feet of elevation; the views were just about the same from everywhere along the edge.
I ate a lunch of goulash, Soproni (a majority of the Hungarian beer I drank in Budapest) and an ice cream coffee concoction at a funky Spanish cafe. Yeah, that's right.
The weather cleared a bit on my walk back down to the river so I took the opportunity to get a few more shots of the Parliament before wandering back to Pest. I had a fun night of $1 local pints ($2 when they weren't on special, and this was at a nightclub – thank you Hungary) and singing Ace of Base karaoke with a group of Irish guys from my hostel.
On Friday I woke up to a powerful thunderstorm at 8AM, debating whether I wanted to get up from my bed to watch it. I decided to sleep a bit, having gotten back fairly late. It stayed pretty dry while I walked around Pest searching for postcards and souvenirs. I spent a long, long time in the market. I loved it: the ground floors were set up as a proper market for the locals to buy their fruit, veg, and meat (and meat there was). The top floor is set up for tourists, and since I had left all my shopping till the end, I spent a long time wandering around and haggling with the vendors, trying to learn how to say thank you in Hungarian. It's one of the hardest languages to learn in the world, because there aren't many similar languages (Finnish is only distantly related). I went to Széchenyi Spa, which I've just learned is the largest spa in Europe. A thunderstorm came through while I was there so it was perfect to retreat from the pools outdoors to explore the tubs at varying temperatures indoors. I got a crappy massage, but it was super cheap, so I can't complain too much.
The controversial Liberty Statue. The Russians put this up after they "liberated" the Hungarians from the Germans. I thought it was really neat on the cityscape.
I had a fun night meeting people at a grungy rooftop bar somewhere in Budapest, after walking through the pouring rain to a closed bar and 20 people from the hostel jumping on a tram.
On Saturday, after very little sleep, I got up, caught a train to the airport, and headed back to London to get my flight back to muggy NY. I was sad to leave Budapest because this was definitely my favorite part of the trip. It had more of a real city vibe, and still had the beautiful buildings around every corner, and the very real and recent Communist history. I'd like to get back to the Museum of Terror the next time I come to Budapest, because, oh yes, I will be back.
What, you thought I'd go a whole trip without making a ridiculous face?


