Hungaria
A couple of things that have perplexed us recently.
1. How does a bloke at a train station in Veliko Turnavo, Bulgaria tell us that he has a friend in Australia and then pulls out a red Middletons business card of a solicitor who shares a first name with the writer and a last name with a surely Australian female golfer? We panicked thinking the man was handing me my own business card as the centrepiece of some grand scam. Fortunately, our train came and we removed ourselves from this rather surreal situation.
2. Why does English not call countries by the name the countries call themselves. Hungaria is a great example. Why do we call it Hungary when they call it Hungaria. Brasil is another example. Quite strange.
3. How does a train from the Hungarian border to Split arrive 3.5 hours late without breaking down and no hassles at the border? Extraordinary.
4. Why is it that we love it so much when waiters say "moment" prior to getting you drinks, food or a bill. Gold.
5. Thanks to everyone who gave us lovely glassware for our wedding. Unfortunately we are amassing a collection of beer glasses "souvenired" to us by waiters from the East who leave saying "moment" and return with glasses which will take pride of place in our pool room at home.
Signing off from Split now, 36 degrees outside, time to get some sun and ice cream.
In case you are wondering, Budapest is the pearl of the Danube. No doubts.
posted by Rounders @ 22:00
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Some interesting queries this week from the regular commentees.
Firstly, to your query Sandwich. We didn't see that many of the aforementioned pretzels in our travels through Budapest and Pecs. Unfortunately I cannot therefore comment as to whether they made me thirsty. Our thirst was however increased by the Hungarians themselves, a charming people who seemed to be quite fluent in French, Hungarian and the International Language (which I presume from my previous posts is English). They really are a charming people - like the Slovenians in many ways and one should always be pleased when they are introduced to a new Hungarian.
To Mr Long and Thin, it was rather warm in Split and the best Splits available were distributed by the ice cream vendors along the cafe district near the foreshore. Fantastic really.
Regarding your second query, I presume you are referring to Budapest, rather than the entire country of Hungary. If so, yes it is a frenzied town. You never can stop avoiding the masses of people seemingly always on the move.
The incident with the Thoroughbred will long be remembered as a highlight of the trip. Unfortunately I was too unsure as to whether the man brandishing the Thoroughbred's card was trying to scam me and so I played my card close to my chest and didn't learn too much more about said card.
Regarding your query Dried Leaves, I can't actually remember which side of the can/bottle debate I was on. Over here the issue is between cold or room temperature, with room temperature generally being half the price. Unfortunately I always seem to pay for cold and incur the additional fees associated with said daily beverage consumption.
Rounders out.
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