Aquaticum Debrecen Thermal and Wellness Hotel
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... while. This pond was English breakfast tea coloured and I felt just like a tea bag floating around. Darren was not in too long before heading to the colder pond. Had his hot pond face on, which is much like his hot bus face.
The next day we went to the AquaPark next door and dam what
a crazy place. I can explain it all here just google Hajduboszormeny and have a
I'm going to be straight up with you all. I have spent a large portion of today lounging about in my underwear. It's amazing how being able to do something like that becomes a source of immense happiness when you've been sharing a room for so long. I've had nights in a room by myself just recently in Sighisoara, and before that on overnight trains and in Jordan, but in those places you don't truly have the place to yourself. ...
... four hours, until a whole group of people joined me in my cabin.
I was a bit nervous about only having a 13 minute window between the second and third trains, but I needn't have worried. I literally got off one train, walked to the other side of the platform and got on the other. It took all of 30 seconds.
So far I've been wondering just whether the rail pass was worth the money. Up until now I've just ...
... Hungarian plains .
Later Ildiko showed us some 'rescued’ wild animals native to the area. We had dinner and lots of chatting at the one and only Hortobagy pub/restaurant.
Sunday 7th: Met Ildiko at the lovely Youth Hostel where she is staying while she works ...
... developments with poor buildings now falling apart and needing lots of money spent on them. We pass plenty of horses-and-carts, beautiful churches and women carrying baskets on their backs. As we leave Satu Mare, the rain starts and, for the next sixty kilometres, it either pours or mizzles. We arrive in Baia Mare a bit wet, with the Transylvanian mountains shrouded in low clouds to our left and right. We stop at a garage to consult the map and a kind Romanian offers to show us ...