I wanted to start and finish the novel A Girl on a Train during our long train ride from Prague but I failed to take into account the rhythmic and lullabyic (I think I made up that word) nature of riding a train. In other words, I kept dozing off.
We arrived in Budapest late on Saturday night. Our taxi ride from the train station to the hotel took us by remarkable buildings, lit up and beautiful. We couldn't wait to explore the city in the daytime!
Our first adventure in Budapest was a bus/boat tour along the Danube river. We should have done a little more research before booking this tour, however, as we didn't realize this meant a tour of the ENTIRE river from Budapest to the border with Slovakia!
We traveled through the Hungarian countryside, finally arriving at the Center of the Catholic Church in Esztergom. Our first view of the basilica and surrounding buildings was from the Slovakian side of the Danube.
We then traveled back across the river to tour the basilica. As it was Sunday, Mass was in progress. This was no ordinary Mass, however. It was also First Communion and the local Cardinal was in the house!
Being respectful, I didn't take any photos inside. You'll have to trust me when I tell you it was gorgeous.
We also toured the exterior and this white marble statue of Stephen being crowned king of Hungary. It was really cool.
After the visit to the basilica, we reboarded the bus and continued on our merry way. Next, we enjoyed lunch at a picturesque mountain retreat and then headed to an "artist's village" to do some shopping and pick up the boat back to Budapest.
Our hour long boat ride back to Budapest was tranquil and I spotted some cute homes along the river .... possible future vacation spots or a place to retire??
Upon our return, we did some more sightseeing before dinner. After dinner, Shelley was unfortunately stricken with a mysterious sickness. As I had sampled her dinner, we were reasonably sure it wasn't the food. Abbey and I were convinced it was because she and she alone had ventured into the Christmas store in the artist village.
Monday, Abbey and I callously abandoned Shelley in the hotel room and visited the baths at Gellért, the most beautiful baths in Budapest. Built in the early 1920s, the baths were of the Art Deco style.
We soaked in each of the spas, and ten minutes in the 90 degree Celsius sauna was all I could take before plunging into the cold water tank.
This bath also featured a large outdoor pool with an artificial wave machine. I had some fun pretending I was bodysurfing in the ocean. A return trip to Budapest to check out the other baths will be necessary.
At the end of the day, we boarded our overnight train to Munich and settled into our private sleeping compartment. It's not as fancy as it sounds.
Stay tuned for the next exciting update: Three days in Munich!












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