When we picture one year in Europe, we automatically imagine London, Paris, Rome… I did all of them, but with a twist. Since college times, when once I read the book Budapest from the Brazilian singer/writer Chico Buarque, I grew an enormous curiosity inside me about this city. And I arrived there expecting the clear images which the novel built in my mind: the dark green Danube, the mysterious people, the crazy language and my favorite character: José Costa (a ghost-writer that moves from Rio towards Budapest and says that the Hungarian language is the only language in the world which the devil actually respects). I’m not sure about this information, but I did find José Costa in Budapest, and I payed enough attention to the language. But to me, Hungarian sounded more like a classical music, that I didn’t want to stop listening to.
We stayed in Budapest only for 24 magic hours: it was like a cozy break between our Christmas in Vienna and our New Year’s Eve in Prague. But one day was enough to get to know all the main spots in town and to try the sweetest cherry on the cake: the Szechenyi Gyogyfurdo thermal baths (you can check the official website by clicking here). I got speechless after this unique experience: -2 degrees outside the pool and you’re on your bath suit – unbelievable. The water is completely amazing in its 38 degrees, and it just makes you feel better than you ever felt before. After this, a yummy goulash at the hostel’s bar, Kiado Kocsma, and a comfortable bed to prepare our bodies for the next day of walking and a six-hour trip by bus to Prague.
Can I come back?