Me after the night train to Budapest. Notice the hair.
Budapest is romantic. It is also busy and grungy, like a big city. Many of the buildings were stark (but still looked European) and covered in stoot. The higher up on the building, the less sooty it was. I saw many canoodling couples (a lot of PDA).
As you can see, I went to the zoo (on Monday). It was an Art Nouveau zoo, but I was distracted by the animals!
I also went to the thermal baths! Spent several hours there, getting all pruny and relaxed. Men were playing chess in the baths. They had many pools of different temperatures. A Hungarian man told me I was very beautiful; I think he was practicing his English. It was another sunny day. I spent most of my time in the outdoor baths, alternating between the 38 degree Celcius and the 36 degree pools. That's where I was when the sun went down. I also spent some time indoors, in various mineral pools, the sauna briefly, and the very hot steam room.
Tuesday was my adventure/ordeal/meditation in public transportation so I could get to...Statue Park.
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And of course, the actual title of the short story: "The Night Train to Budapest." Someday perhaps we will M. Night Shamaylan to adapt it for the screen.
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