Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Hungry in Hungary - part 2 of 2

Oops, silly me, this was still in Sezanchandre...




... and this was us on the train on the way back into Budapest.




This building below is actually the train station... it's stunning! All the building are beautiful there - it's a bit like Paris in that regard.





Caught in the act. One of the things we notice whenever we go to mainland Europe is how skinny (well, not skinny, but comparatively skinny) the people are. Maybe it's because they eat decent food - like pastries! Pastry shops are everywhere, selling these little snacks that are so delicious - here the gang are caught in the act - checking out the options...





Me... I keep skinny racing trains.




Cath and Emma both packed their Brazil tops. Thjis is them doing their best dad impression (don't ask me, I just take photos). Apparently that's him with the remote control in one hand and something else in the other. ?????????? Weird family.




This is Heroes square again - but this time at night.





And because I'm such a good photographer... I snapped this of the young couple in love. Alas, the one of Cath and I didn't come out so well.






Aren't we a good-looking bunch.


and here's us eating our leftovers from the medieval meal.


and Cath having a good chuckle at something or other.


The tram system...



And us up at Mattyas church - it begged the question... What is this... a church for ants???!! This is ridiculous...it needs to be at least.... three times bigger than this!




Fisherman's bastion, just around the corner from the church...





And again...



Peeking Toms...



We also headed off to a massive food place in an old railway building or other (as you can tell, I'm really knowledgable about what we did)


Well this had me laughing at my own joke for a good ten minutes... i saw this sign and at the top of my voice yelled out FAKAN ELL! - which had Emz, Delboy and Cath nearly jumping out of their skin - To answer their confused looks, I just pointed at the sign and then proceeded to giggle at my own little joke for the rest of the day.



I find myself WAY too funny.



We bought some uber cool salami at this market actually - it's still in our fridge at the mo cos we're trying to make it last. We had to lug it around Croatia and Liverpool but mmmm - it was worth it. Salami is aparently a very Hungarian thing so when in Rome, well, Budapest... you know what I mean...



Emz hanging around on the Budapest Metro 1 - the cute yellow one. The metro, not Emma... she's kinda pinky-white.



This was the main cathedral - if you look carefully, you can just make out a sexy babe at the top of the steps. In red. No, not you Delboy. Nor you Emma.

And this was inside the cathedral... which you may have had to pay to get into... but no-one asked us and we got in without paying. I think we may go to hell now...



That night was our last at the hotel so the next day we checked out, but only after a photo of all of us in our bathroom. Why? Just cos.





We then headed to the warm spa baths (redundancy there? I think so.) After an argument with the staff there (customer service is not something we experienced in Budapest), we finally went for a dip or three, or four... There are a whole lot more baths inside, each a different heat, and a sauna or four, but we didn't want to take pics there...



Aint she a cutie-pie?


The three long-haired wonders take a swim by the whirlpool pool.


After the swim we haeded off to feed the ducks and have an ice-cream.


but we had to lug our bags everywhere cos the people at the baths were pains in the ass.



Anchorman1

Anchorman2


This was at a church carved into the side of the mountain. I had a look inside and it was quite roomy...



And parliament again, this time from another spot. his was so beautiful it was worth snapping more than once. And we did.

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