Cactuar with his favorite wardrobe gal Alex |
Delicious screams.... |
We did get some very pretty snow a few times through the week as well, though i hear that back home got quite a bit more than i did here.
In front of the Hotel |
One thing i noticed about being constantly cold (for some reason the venue seemed to stay at a solid 40some degrees the whole week) is that it really makes you appreciate a good hot meal. Not having had quite enough paprika my previous visit to restaurant downstairs, i decided a second round with the fellas after ice out would be a nice chance to refuel. I can finally cross off "eat real goulash in Hungary" off my bucket list.
I hear it stays hot forever... |
Also a little chicken paprikash never hurt anyone (i dont think 0_o ).
That's pasta, not rice crispy treat... |
The beer i was drinking is a Hungarian Lager called (unpronounceable). It was ok... though im not much of a Lager man...
On the way back from the ice out, we stopped off for a quick touristgasm. Hősök tere, or "Heroes Square" as its known to people who don't understand gibberish, is a big ass square filled with statues that are over 100 years old.
I dont know who these guys were, probably kings or tribal leaders of the Hungarian founders, but man, these dudes were metal. Seriously, does this not look like a Dethklok album cover?
Let us RIDE into the Sunset! |
I cant wait to one day be commemorated in statue, and though I'd prefer gold, ivory, I'll settle for endangered koa wood.
Today being our last day here, it was finally time to do some shopping. Joe and i made our way to the giant bazaar full of hungarian butchers, grocers, and arts n' crafts booths.
This place had everything, but consistently smelled like sausage... |
We did our shopping and enjoyed some local cuisine (stuffed cabbage), and made our way elsewhere
Pictured: Elsewhere |
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