When in Budapest, part 2

After making it through another week’s worth of classes, I’ve finally found the time to blog the second part of my trip to Budapest two weekends ago. One post just doesn’t seem to capture the essence that is the Hungary’s capital city. With the Danube River splitting it into the Buda and Pest sides, I figured it would provide me with the perfect excuse to split my trip into two parts. So without further ado, here are a few snapshots of our time exploring the eastern part of the city, Pest.

We spent the morning touring Budapest's Holocaust Museum, both a humbling and educational experience. The museum ended its attached synagogue.

We spent the morning touring Budapest’s Holocaust Museum, both a humbling and educational experience. The museum ended in its attached synagogue.

Shopped at the Great Market Hall, an indoor market that sells everything from fresh meat and vegetables to souvenirs and candy.

Shopped at the Great Market Hall, an indoor market that sells everything from fresh meat and vegetables to souvenirs and candy.

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When in Budapest, Part 1

I first heard George Ezra’s song “Budapest” last fall and immediately took a liking to it. Maybe it was the steady strumming of the guitar that opened the song or Ezra’s slightly accented voice that put the Hungarian city of the same name in the back of my mind as a place to add to my bucket list. Budapest hadn’t crossed my mind as a potential travel destination, and I knew little to nothing about it. Thanks to the movie Charlie Countryman, the only thing I knew was that it was better to end up in Budapest than it was to end up in Bucharest.

When it came time to firm up plans for studying abroad in Prague, I knew I would be traveling to other countries besides the Czech Republic, but Hungary still didn’t rank high up in my mind. When a couple of friends asked if I wanted to travel with them to Budapest for a long weekend, I was reminded of Ezra’s song and thought that this could be “my hidden treasure chest” for a few days. The next thing I knew, I had booked an 8-hour overnight train ride to Hungary’s capital city, packed my bags, and headed to Prague’s main train station, Hlavní nádraží.

On the train to Budapest

On the train to Budapest

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