On the way to Kosice

On the way to Kosice
June 14, 2010
On the train again. Just woke up from a 2 hour power nap. We had to catch the train at 630am today, which meant we woke up around 4am. No, I didn’t go to bed early in preparation, that’s not my style. Last night I went in search of a café that was recommended to me by a friend, but couldn’t find it or it wasn’t open. Sunday night in Budapest doesn’t seem to be a crazy eventful night. I did, however, find my way to a really relaxing café where I could smoke some hookah. I chose grape flavored tobacco. No, there’s no other substances other than tobacco. It’s really not that “wild”. It was nice to sit and watch the World Cup. I think I was rooting for Germany. Soccer’s real big in Europe. Duh.
My time in Budapest went nicely. We met up with my aunt and uncle, who are heading to Kosice with us right now. We had some nice dinners, went on a tour of the town, took a Turkish bath, and ate on a dinner cruise on the Danub River, which is not blue at all, by the way.
My favorite thing was the baths. I wish I could have taken pictures, but that wasn’t really allowed, might catch a glimpse of a naked person. It was an awesome relaxing experience. Soaking in hot mineral water is supposed to have tons of health benefits, and apparently these baths are prescribed to patients by MDs as a part of the healthcare system out here. I know I felt good after I was done. My aches and pains drifted away, well except for that sunburn I got myself. Oops.
I also went to some club that I won’t even try to spell the name of my first night in Budapest. It was it was near by my aunt and uncle’s hotel. This girl recommended to me while we were out shopping. I guess it started out with a fashion show and then it became a dance party around 11pm. It was interesting. There were lots of girls who looked like they could be 16. Awkward. But that’s kind of the norm in that city. I made friends with a guy who was catching me up on all sorts of politics and healthcare and whatnot. He said that it’s normal for guys in their mid 20’s to 30’s to date 17 year old girls, and society doesn’t frown upon it. Hrm. Guess I’ll just take his word for it. The mojitos were really good, fyi. Good and cheap. Finally, something cheap. My experience in Europe is that nothing is really cheap. Stupid dollar devalued…