After a leisurely morning and a short walk around the hotel neighborhood, the highlights of which were the Liszt music academy building and the recently renovated Opera House, we met our Turk Tuk guide, Robert, and set off for a bumpy and breezy 4-hour grand tour of the city. Zipping through traffic and climbing impossible looking inclines, Robert provided a running commentary on the attractions and Hungarian history. We stopped here and there for photos or to explore on our own. All in all it was an exhilarating experience, though it felt at times as if we were drinking from a firehose.
After warming up back in our hotel room, we headed for the lovely hotel bar. For the only time in memory, the bar tender asked me if I wanted a double shot with my Grey Goose martini, so I said sure why not (it will clear later in my account of the evening that this was not a good idea). We cabbed it to a classy restaurant, Cyrano, and enjoyed an excellent dinner with two glasses of wine each. My choice was a bowl of hearty goulash soup.
We had been told that the restaurant would call us a cab, but they were too busy. So we thought we could hail one instead. Not so. We ended up walking back to the hotel instead - a way longer distance than I was prepared to manage at that point in the day. I was not wearing good shoes for walking, and due to my alcohol intake, I was unable to come up with a better alternative, so I arrived aching and exhausted 😩.
I have included a few of the many photos from our day’s travels.
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