Sunday, May 23, 2010

No, Goulash Has Nothing To Do With Ghouls

We started our last day in Budapest with a morning visit to Szentendre, an art village about a half hour's drive outside of the city. The village is located in the so-called "Danube Bend" area, and as you can see, it lies on the bank of the river. We spent a lazy morning wandering around the city, lounging in outdoor cafes, and finishing our last-minute shopping.

After a free afternoon, we had our farewell dinner at a restaurant with traditional Hungarian dancing. We finally got a chance to try the traditional Hungarian goulash soup (basically a meat stew with paprika), and everyone seemed to like it a lot. The waiters were especially accurate in pouring the wine by holding the cask above their heads as shown above, but we weren't too excited to see them use their fingers to guide the stream into the glass. As I spent the whole meal hoping that they wouldn't pull me up on stage like the inebriated guy in the blindfold above, my fears were put to rest when they dragged Jeff up there. We were proud of the way he held his own on stage.

With that we must bid adieu (I don't know how to say "goodbye" in Hungarian, so we'll go with French) to Hungary. Our train to Vienna leaves at 9am tomorrow morning, so I'll sign on from there.

1 comment:

  1. Sounds and looks wonderful! Don't worry about the waiters handling the wine, at least some of the germs will be killed off. Enjoy Vienna.

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