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... sell us stuff at 100 mph. we passed on everything and just bought our tickets.
First we went to the outdoor spa area. the water was not super hot but it was pleasant. did not go in the wave pool which was not currently on. there was a sauna outside and a little wooden tub that guests would go in after getting really hot in the sauna. my guess is the water was really cold.
The Gellert Spa is likened to "bathing in a cathedral" by some people and the ...
... church. Let's do the baptism."
Um....shoot. That was unexpected.
None of us knew of an open church, and even if we did, of one that would let us do a baptism on a random Thursday night! We tried to explain this, but Tamas was insistent - he was reborn, he needed to be baptized - that night.
So we started brainstorming - a public pool? Someone's bathtub? A shower?
Ah - the Danube!
So we prayed for three things:1 - a ...
... to move on before I might have to give mouth to mouth to this huge Walrus. I know you're supposed to offer assistance but he was standing and he was conscious, so the language barrier kept me moving. I didn't hear an ambulance so no doubt he's at home smoking and eating his Goulash by the bucket. Last night the girls had their nails done by Madge the nail lady which took the best part of 2 hours. The shop was in a modern shopping centre so the ...
Sounds in the dark again! Twig snapping, leaves shuffling. Ended up feeling tense in the tents as wild boar sniffed and snorted their way around us. Relief followed shortly after they left, leaving us to hear the trees creaking in the wind.
Set off on another lovely morning (feeling rather spoilt), within 8 miles we were across the border and in to Hungary. Before this we packed in 4 ...
... it - I need to take one last photo of the buildings of Parliment. They are so stunning and they were the first photo I took in beautiful Budapest at 7 o'clock on our first morning, it seems fitting for them to be be the last photo I take, coincidentally, at 7 o'clock on our last evening.
We head down in to the dark and dingy, rickety old metro station, but ......".it is the second oldest underground in the world, only pipped at the post by the London ...