I’d skip my activities and go straight to my explorings.
The city of Budapest is a very beautiful place. Every place was filled with tourists and almost everything had a story to tell. I was only too glad to listen.
I had gotten a headstart as to how to navigate my way through the city when my Airbnb host in Budapest(yes, I used it again) took me to The central Market.
It was during this period that I had my first sighting of the bridges.
We returned home and because it began to rain already, I had to stay put for a while.
I readied my camera, readied myself and hit the road again
I tried some photo-taking but I won’t be able to post them all.
This, however, in addition to the numerous fast food restaurants on the same street close to where I lived, reminded me of some of the reasons we no longer fit into our clothes after summer break.
Goulash was fine: tomato stew, lots of veggies, chopped beef and potatoes.
I love soups. It was very similar to the Ukrainian Borscht.
I’m also a bread lover so I always throw a thumbs up for native restaurants who give a compliment; especially bread, pita or lavash. However, it seemed some detergent had gotten into my bread, somehow.
I tried a lot more photos.
I felt really happy and confident. The people, the activities going on, the stories I tried to form in my head… I was happy.
I looked at the entire length of the Danube river. I wasn’t just going to stand and wait for nightfall. I decided to walk and see the sights before the tour.
My understanding/the picture I had of the transition from day to evening to night was completely overthrown by this singular event going on at the Lajos Kossuth Square…
Stay tuned for more amazing photos and stories from this journey. I promise it’d be worth it. Kindly share this post with friends and leave comments if you please.