Travel Blogs from Zalakaros
It is only with the promise of good weather that I head out to Balaton. I could easily stay in Budapest. Getting off the train at Revfulop, it feels like the wrong decision. The station is deserted and dilapidated and nothing seems very exciting. Still, I can see the hostel from the station. It looks very busy and they explain they have a group of cyclists staying. I move to my room and meet Tom. He and the Australian ...
... an idea!
As soon as one enters the lake, it's immediately clear that it is all natural. There were beautiful lily pads growing throughout and plants growing from the bottom of the lake upwards that tickle your feet as you swim by. The lakes water renews itself every 2-3 days so there is an abundance of life thriving off the rich mineral waters that come up from the Earth. Lots of "floaties" in the water too... ...
... hats were involved.
The next day we drove to a beautiful summer house lent to us by a family friend of Gabor, and we spent the remainder of the week sleeping in, swimming in the lake,
exploring the ruins of a local hill fort , looking at the stars through the telescope, drinking wine, and teaching a Hungarian and a Dane baseball! We also cooked and ate A LOT! While we literally Bar-B-Q'ed food, we figuratively Bar-B-Q'ed in the heat, but it was worth ...
... in. His actual words were "But I'm a pussy." Not really what a native
English speaker would repeat over and over. I love foreigners, they make
me laugh and have no idea why. Mind you the tables will be turned when
I'm learning German... So must enjoy being the native speaker whilst I
On Sunday everyone moves pretty slowly. After a breakfast of
eye-burningly hot salami it was bicycling in ...
... br> So the plan is: Drive from here to Plitvice today and camp there 2 nights, then head down the coast of Croatia and camp one night on the road to Dubrovnik (possibly near Split as its about half way), then spend 2 nights in Dubrovnik then head back north towards Split where we will catch the boat to Ancona, Italy.
I'm afraid that we don't expect to have ...