Buda Castle Fashion Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Minbar in room
- Airport Transportation
- Shuttle bus service
- High-speed internet in room
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... took a slow gander back to the hostel. On the way we stopped in a couple of the local traditional shops and whilst attempting to walk up the stairs I tripped and broke my flip flop. Everyone found this highly amusing but I didn't find it quite as funny because I did almost exactly the same thing a couple of months ago in NZ! However, this story gets even funnier because as I proceeded to walk up the stairs I tripped yet again only seconds later ...
... energy, and while these methods may be used in Canada, we haven't seen them. We think that Canada should take on these ideas.
Escalators in many countries, including Thailand, only run when someone is on them. If no one is nearby, they remain still. I know that there are many escalators in office buildings at home, and they run all the time. We would save energy if we only ran them when they are needed.
Many of the hotels we have stayed in have ...
Just couldn’t motivate to write last night after the 2 hour+ parents meeting for Blake’s class at the Waldorf school (in Hungarian, of course). It got a little difficult to act interested by the end! It appears that they have meetings like this about once per month for each class, so that the teacher and parents can jointly discuss things. One of the mother’s in the class who had invited us to attend sat next to ...
... into donating) so we went in through the exit and saved some dough. It was unusually dark inside, but one relic could be particularly well-lit for the low, low fee of 240 forint: the right hand of St. Stephen! How creepy is that? Right there in a weird display case made of gold and glass is the nearly 1,000 year old mummified hand of a dead guy. Apparently they even march it around the city on holidays. Gross. Our curiosity satisfied, we left the church and boarded ...
... with the knowledge of how to fix cars, so too are Canadians born with antifreeze in their blood. I opened the elegant door and we marched outside onto the pool deck to deposit our lush rented towels on a bench. Oh God. Oh GodOhGodOhGod. We both started prancing like cats on a hot tin roof, except this was far from hot. The soles of our feet started to ache. “God, let me in the pool!” I barely managed to get out. Plunging headlong into the nearest ...