Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Do you have a map?


Saturday was our first day in Budapest (which, we found out quickly, is pronounced Bu-da-pesht) We also found out that when the website for the hostel said they had internet access, luggage storage, and a free map, they actually meant they had none of those things. So we went outside and started to explore senza a map, until we happened upon a gas station and bought one. Budapest is quite large because it is 2 cities combined Buda and Pest, mind blown? So we took a metro to a place where our friend told us free walking tours began and there happened to be an Easter Market in the square, similar to Prague's. They had those round pastries and so of course we had to buy one before the tour began. And it was delightful.
We were just in time for the Jewish Quarter and Pubs tour. Budapest has the largest Synagogue in Europe and it was restored after WWII with the help of Tony Curtis. There is also the last piece of the Ghetto wall inside the courtyard of the synagogue.

This is a memorial to those Jews who were made to take off their shoes and then shot into the Danube by the Nazis.

The tour ended in a really cool pub which was a converted municipal building with second hand furniture and plants along the ceiling. We ended up going back after dinner and the place was a hip scene. If I ever go back to Budapest I would love to go back there with a whole group of friends because its one of those places you can sit, talk, and enjoy the quirkiness. Then Lindsey and I walked around the city and came across this fun dancing fountain, and we both agreed that by Italian standards this would not be considered a fountain, more just random water. We dined at what claimed to be Budapest's first Strudel House, and the duck and dumplings I had for an entree were delicious, however the strudel left something to be desired because it contained no sugar. The only thing that saved it was that it was served with a container of powdered sugar and I heaped that stuff on like there was no tomorrow. The strudel I had in Prague was far superior.

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