Baratsag Spa- 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
... happen to be the only one in the room. Someone else could join at anytime. Since that's always in the back of your mind, you can't truly relax. As soon as you do, you may be caught in a compromising position by someone walking in the door.
Don't get me wrong, I've gotten used to staying in dormitories. When I first started back in London I was barely sleeping each night. Now I'm far better at sleeping through ...
... I know next to nothing about other than that it's the second largest city in Hungary. I don't think there's too much to do here, which suits me fine. I have my own room and my own bathroom. I have no qualms about doing a brief explore tomorrow and then enjoying the rare opportunity for privacy.
I also need to walk off the dinner I just had. I found a nearby burger place, but couldn't read the menu so I did the ...
Saturday 6th Sept: A 2-hour drive east of Budapest took us to Hortobagy where we met up with Ildiko who started doing volunteer work at the Hortobagy National Park a few days ago. We were given a 'safari' by Attila who expalined about Hungary's Przewalski wild horses and cattle ...
... 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 ...