- ‘The most colourful roof tiles by far’
- ’Don’t brush up against that 300 year old stone wall, it may fall apart’
- ‘This trains interior looks like it’s a 70’s advertising lounge’
Many things approached my mind as i landed in Budapest and I was more relieved to step out of the cramped cabin of a plane than think I’d just landed in a country where I don’t speak a word of the language.
But this is a city that won me over with it’s tenacity. It’s work on rebuilding itself as best as possible while tourists wandered around in a daze. From either side of the Danube the pristine facades are interspersed with the the fallen ones. The evidence of a Soviet invasion of many years ago still haunt the streets while a new Metro line seemed to be being built by a single tenacious Hungarian with a front end loader.
Local Transit Overground
The Main Train Station …
… and the work on the metro outside
But the city is thriving, building and escaping it’s shackles. It’s reliance on the tourist dollar is limited only to the central circle and the locals look on those speaking only English with a little bit of pity and some reluctance (or at least that’s what it seemed)
With local wildlife
Beautiful protected buildings
And those not as lucky
I didn’t feel I fell in love with Budapest as I have with other cities but I think we can stay as friends. My best memories of the first two nights of travelling by myself would be wandering in the evenings on cobbled streets by streetlight or being assisted by a local stall holder at the Great Market Hall and buying preserved strawberries.
The roads by headlight
Or by streetlight
And lit up like a Christmas tree
These are only a small selection of my photos, I’m happy to immerse myself for hours but I must keep going. I better jump on the train to Prague.