One way to the UK?

On Christmas night, after our dinner Kristy and I were looking for some sort of club to go and have a drink/dance at… seems that all/most decent clubs in Budapest are Underground ones, and you need to know someone local who can tell you where they are! We were going to grab a taxi and get them to show us, however us being poor backpackers (?) ended up giving it a miss. The clubs above ground are all strip clubs.. bit sad as some aspectrs of Hungary seem like Russia and Czech Republic with loads of escort girls, strip clubs etc etc. We almost, almost went into one but then these two sleazy looking fellas came out so we turned and walked away… and they followed us chatting away in german or swiss/french until they realised we weren’t going anywhere with them, so they left!

Earlier in the night in our wanderings, we’d come across an area with perfect snow in it… it was a carpark.. with a fence.. but what they hey? I went thru the gate for Kristy to take a pic of me on the snow and we hear “hallo, hallo” and we thought the guy was from a pub nearby, but no, it was security from an Embassy! So I didn’t even turn around, just walked directly back to Kristy as if we didn’t hear him — and then, we went just to the front of the carpark (about 3metres) and it was the bloody British Embassy! I had every right to be standing in their carpark! I felt like walking back up the the guard waving my maroon passport and saying bugger off, I’ve got more rights on this carpark than you do! Ahrmm, however common sense prevailing (and he had a gun), we continued on our way.

The last day in Budapest we had to drink some of our duty free purchases, so Kristy and I emptied our 1L water bottles and filled them with Baileys and milk! Yum! We were warm from the alcohol by mid-afternoon which was good as we walked a long way to the castle and Heroes Square to take pictures. We also got pictures of us being statues on tree stumps in the castle grounds.. as you do (actually we copied some people we saw doing it). We also got to see Anonymous… a big statue of well, I can’t tell you who it was because his name is Anonymous! Oh and I used the toilets at the Anonymous Restaurant (too expensive to eat there!) because the nearest public toilets were probably a good hike away! AFter the Castle we headed to West End Shopping complex and to a “posh toilet” (formerly McDonalds) to grab some french fries as Maccas is always open! Kristy named it “posh toilet” as she was actually referring to the very posh historic building that Maccas was in and needed to use the bathroom at the same time haha. After that we went into the Shopping Centre to the rooftop carpark to view the Ice Skating Rink.

For dinner we went to a really nice Rustica Restaurant which had great food and wine and a really nice cozy atmosphere too. And then, we heard music and followed our ears down to a little underground pub. It was like walking into a smoke-cloud, pretty nasty, but we stayed there as nowhere else close by was open! Over the music we heard some loud comments in Aussie-tone, so we met those guys and as the pub was closing we all headed back to their Hostel, along with the Sax player from the band who’s British and owns the Hostel. Kristy and I slept on the couch after watching card games and watching ‘Knocked Up’ (very funny movie) and then I’d set my alarm for 5.15am so we walked back to our Hotel, packed our bags and jumped into our pre-ordered taxi to the airport!

Just minor dilemmas on the way home thru Zurich, like not being able to get money anywhere so no food or drink in the 1hr airport layover! But apart from that, home at last in London and the weather felt strangely warm compared to Budapest!!!

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