We fly to Budapest
Trip Start Oct 02, 2011
26Trip End Oct 27, 2011
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Our Budapest B&B was on the Buda side of the Danube (the hilly side), right under the palace and Matthias church. See the proud resident of the B&B third floor room, and the views out of our window across the Danube to Pest.
A text message from Carole and Manfred said they wouldn't arrive from Germany until 8.00, so we should go ahead and eat dinner.
We asked our hosts if there were any vegetarian restaurants nearby, and voila, there was a new vegan restaurant called Edeni Vegan (? Vegan Eden), just three blocks down Franklin Street. Franklin Street turned out to be a set of steep steps down the hill. In the middle of the second block we started to trip over thick electric cables (it was dark). There were several large metal crates, and then we saw some strong lights on hefty tripods. On the next block there was a clot of people on a flat area by the side of the steps, and, strangely, a sofa draped with an ornate fabric. We shrugged our shoulders--maybe this was normal for Budapest--and went on to Edeni Vegan. Arriving at 6.50, the place looked empty. We sheepishly asked if they were still open. The guy behind the counter said yes, they didn't close until 7.00, so "please come in." So we did and ordered risotto, roast potatoes, some sort of cauliflower stew, and several other semi-identified tasty substances.
Soon we were the only ones left in the restaurant. Chairs started going up on tables, and floors started to be mopped. We ate faster and faster. Then there was a knock on the locked door and the proprietor let in a young couple. They shook hands and hugged, sat down at the table next to us, and were served big bowls of soup. Eventually Annie asked the woman if she spoke English. She did. Annie quickly established that the chef was Seven-Day Adventist and the woman had become a vegetarian just four months ago, in emulation of her boyfriend who had been one for 20 years. The woman asked Annie what an Adventist was (she'd never heard of the species), and told us how much better she felt since eliminating meat from her diet.
After walking back up the Franklin Street steps (the sofa and the people were still in residence) we got a text that Manfred and Carole's arrival from Germany was imminent
The landlord then drove us all to a fish restaurant with a sailor theme: a larger than life wooden sculpture of what may have been the Hungarian Popeye stood out front to greet the patrons. Manfred ate fish and potatoes, Carole had a salad, and Annie and I just had drinks. After a local beer, Manfred's second was Delirium Tremens, which became today's World superlative of the day (see photo of the corresponding beer mat).
After we left Popeye's, Annie expertly led us home back up Franklin Street. Our way was stopped by a young woman stationed on the steps just below the sofa. Above her were more people, brighter lights, and now big cameras and microphones on long booms. She asked us to please not pass for a few minutes. "What's going on?," we of course asked. She explained that this was the filming of a scene for a new Hungarian movie. The film was composed of a series of short sketches, each one featuring a different sofa. What was the movie to be called? "Couch Surfing"
Look for it soon in a theater near you!