Continued from Budapest Day 2 Part 2.
So tired from walking all afternoon yesterday. Woke up late at 9:30. They stop serving breakfast at 10. Ugh, I don’t think I’ll make breakfast. SO was up and about already though, so I asked her if maybe she could bring me some juice and a chocolate croissant.
It was a very boring speech. I also do not remember ever seeing a video of Putin making a speech on American TV. Granted, I don’t watch a lot of TV, but still. We are so isolated. Go to any hotel room in Europe, and you get channels from all over the world. Go to a hotel room in America, and you get almost all, if not exclusively American channel.
The plan today is just to, you guessed it, walk around some more. Budapest feels so much like Vienna to me. The tourist sights here aren’t world renown, and rightfully so. I came to Budapest with very similar expectations that I had for Vienna, and that is just to come here, chill out, eat some food, drink some coffee, and see the city. It has not disappointed at all in those regards. I wish I had arrived in Berlin with this same mentality. I would have loved Berlin from day 1.
St. Stephen’s Basilica. This is the giant church that can be seen towering over Budapest from Fisherman’s Bastion. For some reason, seeing it from the street level, it didn’t look quite as big as I thought. It looked much bigger from the vantage point.
Hey! It’s the same Scarlett Johansson Moet ad that I saw in St. Mark’s Square in Venice. Her breasts were a lot bigger in St. Mark’s. I think that may mostly be due to the fact that the ad space at St. Mark’s is much bigger…
I walked in and the first thing I noticed as the massive dome above. All those images are made up of mosaics. This feels like a smaller St. Pieter’s basilica. By all means, this is a Massive church, it’s just that St. Pieter’s is Fucking Massive, so everything seems miniature compared to it. I will say though, St. Stephen’s didn’t have that echoed voice murmur that I heard in St. Pieter’s and Hagia Sophia.
I’ve always wondering how often little pieces of mosaic stones fall down and smash into people’s heads. SO said that she was not a huge fan of this church. It’s too flashy, and didn’t feel peaceful inside. I thought about it for a second, and agreed. Both this and St. Pieter’s just blow you away with their ostentatious interiors. You feel impressed in these churches, but none of the calm that you feel in certain other churches could be found here.
My Christian friends, time to put on your blinders and ear muffs, because it’s about to get offensive. The Holy Right is the mummified right hand of St. Stephen, the first King of Hungary. What a coincidence, the founding father of the country eventually got canonized. What I found particularly interesting is that all these people come here to worship a mummified hand. Seriously? Think about that for a moment. Grown educated adults come here to pray to a mummified hand…
Across the cafe inside the building courtyard, they had these wall graphics with different cities and their famous coffee houses. Damnit! I was in Berlin, I saw Einstein’s Coffee, but I did not go in.
Went to Vienna, but didn’t go to Cafe Sacher. Damnit! I did go to Cafe Des Deux Margots in Paris though! Didn’t go to Cafe Florian in Venice(I just looked it up and wish I had known. I was at St. Mark’s Square, it would have been so easy.) Didn’t know about Cafe Dallmayr in Munich. Wait, I am still in Budapest. I can still go to the New York Cafe!
This is the best that I could do for the Parliament building. My lens isn’t wide enough, and I think the best photo spot for it would have been on the Buda side, across the river. Oh well. It’s a magnificent building though.
I was in the episode of Gordon Ramsay’s Kitchen Nightmares in Austin. Yes, did you know that I am famous? I also saw We Bought a Zoo on the flight from Istanbul to Berlin. They didn’t have individual screens for my plane, so it was the only movie choice shown on the big(medium) common screen. It was nothing special, don’t pay money to watch it.
That’s not real!!! It’s interesting to see how certain countries are really into fake Burberry patterns, and I’d see it everywhere. Saw it everywhere in Istanbul. But then one hop on a flight to other countries, and you’d see no Burberry at all.
Oh, breasts. Good way to advertise the Museum of Fine Arts that overlooks Heroes’ Square. Got my attention, and also SO’s for that matter. She really wants to see this Birth of Art Photography exhibit. I hear they have nudie photos, don’t have to twist my arm.
I noticed the cool wear patterns of the hand rails lead down into the metro. On the left side you can see the primer, the top side is worn mirror smooth, and the right side still has the yellow paint. I am intrigued by this wear pattern.
This is what the world’s longest passenger tram looks like. Not a great photo as there is another tram going the other direction so the tram looks longer than it is. The trams are only 6 car sections long.
They had this mural inside and instantly, I recognized the Blue Mosque! How could I forget my love. The building on the island is Maiden’s Tower, which I didn’t see because I didn’t get a chance to take the Bosphorus cruise. Next time.
Now, I feel better about myself. I’ve knocked out another one of the cafe on that wall graphics list we saw earlier. I feel like I accomplished something today.
I wish I had known earlier about the nice trams. I would have taken more tram and less Metro. This tram stop is literally a block away from our hotel. We’ve been walking the other way from our hotel to the Metro station that’s a much longer walk away. No more! We make trams priority from now on.
Chilled out at the hotel for a bit, and then it was time to eat dinner. We had discovered the tram station close to our hotel, and where there is a tram station, there are food choices. I can’t believe it took us two days to discover a busy lively area so close to our hotel.
To the left, our hotel is about a 20 second walk away. Down this block, it’s the tram station. We’ve always walked out to this street, and instead of looking and walking left, we’ve always just looked and walked right, so that’s why we’ve never realized that there was a bustling area really close to us. So glad that we know better now.
To be continued at Budapest Day 4.