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It would seem that Eastern Europe is covered in hot springs. This sounds like something we had to try so we have checked out a few of these but had been put off by the large number of bus loads of tourists sporting bikini type swim wear whom did not get the memo about not wearing brief swim wear if you have been overindulging in the national food "icecream". Seriously scary stuff.
... sleeping with lights on, sleeping through people coming in late and getting up early, sleeping with my bags occupying half the bed, and sleeping when someone is getting it on with someone else (though I'm still not 100% sure that's what I actually heard). But sometimes it's nice not just to have a place to sleep, but to completely blob out as well. It's good for your mental health.
When I eventually bothered to ...
... thing: order the most expensive burger. The thing was as big as a dinner plate. It had four patties, not stacked, but laid out side by side. Opening my mouth as wide as possible only took me to one third the height of this monstrosity. Naturally I finished it, even though it fell apart halfway through and the staff had to turn their backs to me since my eating methods probably grossed them out.
I regret nothing.
... and went together to the trip where we got a real-life feel of farm life and the cattle herding on the Hungarian putszas (plains). Ildikoa and I even got to ‘ride’ one of the horses led by rather a spunky ‘herdsman’.
Then we went together to Debrecen where we ...
... 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 ...