Budapest

Budapest is a great city. We got in on Saturday night and after a quick shower and change went out for the evening. Budapest seems to be a place where people stay out all night, grab a bit of breakfast in the morning and then heading off to bed. So we headed out for dinner and a few beers before heading to a night club with a beach area on the Danube. Sadly the pissing rain meant the outdoor area was closed, but inside was good enough. We ended up leaving there about 6 before heading back to the flat for a few hours sleep.

We woke up late and not feeling on top of the world. Budapest is famous for its baths and spas and our plan was to head to the Széchenyi Spa, the most famous of the Budapestian spas, to relax and try and shift the hangover. The baths were perfect for that. They have a load of different different pools ranging from icy cold to hot, some with special minerally water (at least i hope they were special minerally pools - they smelt a lot like urine), and mostly with normal water. Throw in steam rooms and saunas, a few pools with a circulating current built in and a sort of mini lazy river in one of the outdoor pools and the impressive neo-baroque buildings and you have the best baths i have ever been to. Admittedly that is in a list of 1, but i find it hard to believe there are many better baths around the world.

After that we walked around the city for a bit before grabbing a bite to eat. The rest of our evening was fairly sedate. We had a few glasses of wine and sat around talking. When we got back to the flat we were treated to a show from the lady in the flat opposite. She had a very nice shape to her and apparently did her laundry in the nude on a Sunday night with the lights on and the curtains open. She spent a long time jiggling around, bending over to carefully hang up each item of clothing. And at one point put on a pair of pants, but instead of lifting her feet up to get in to the pants, she bent over from the waist with her legs straight and back to the window and slowly pulled them up. They clearly were not what she wanted though, as she immediately took them off, again avoiding any leg bending to remove the pants. It was quite the eyeful. She was either very naive, very confident with her body(which she had every right to be) or (and the way she put on and took off the pants seems to point to this) enjoyed the idea of men watching her whilst she wandered around naked. And if that was what she wanted, we were happy to help out...

Monday was a day of touristy wandering around the beautiful old city, before heading to the airport to catch a flight back in the afternoon.