Wednesday, August 12, 2009
As we had all bit a bit under the weather, and Yaron and Marko had been inching closer to the light as they had the plague, we figured it would be a great idea to go to the medicinal baths. While there are quite a few baths on the tourist map that we were using, and the hostel directed us to one that couldn't have been more than a mile from where we were, nobody had any idea where the baths were. At this point I'm not sure if it was people being unfriendly or just clueless but we went on a goose chase to find the first one, then after failing went in the complete opposite direction to get to another one.
Once we got there everyone was hungry so we crossed the river and walked down one of the main tourist streets in search of food. While the first place we passed was a kebab joint, we didn't pass any more quick service places aside from a Burger King thus highlighting the lack of easy food in Budapest. After a long walk and the purchasing of some fruit we got the kebab and headed back to the bath.
The bath itself was impressive and dated around the 17th century. The room was fairly large with 4 pools on the corners then a large one in the middle and they all had varying water temperature. It was definitely refreshing, and while it did not cure Marko of the plague, it was still appreciated. From there we headed back to the hostel and said our goodbyes as Ron and Mitch caught a train to Munich for their flight back to the states.
Marko and I then met up with Tjiana and Edena and a bunch of Edena's friends to head to the huge festival that was going on. Although Marko and I were interested in attending, we were both deterred by the $60 pricetag. Luckily, the locals had some sneaky methods of getting everyone in for free. First we headed to the main exit where they cut wristbands off people who were leaving the festival and sized them up for everyone as we joined a pretty large group. Once we were out of plain sight they super glued the wristbands on so it seemed as if they were using their original adhesive. Then we headed over to a boat where we could reach the festival by another entrance that had much less security.
The festival was massive with tons of stages, booths, and as it was a huge campground also, tents. As Marko was feeling terrible we ended up spending much of the night searching for the first Aid tent which took over an hour to find as (much like the baths) nobody knew where it was even though it was on the map. Eventually Marko took a cab home early and I stayed and had a blast cruising around with everyone else.
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