Slovakia and Hungary
DAY 51
Monday June 20 2005
Today consisted of a very long bus ride. This was rather difficult for me as I hate long periods of enforced inactivity. We stopped for lunch and ate downstairs in a very strange locale. It reminded me of a bomb shelter.
As far as Slovakia goes, visit now before it becomes "discovered". It is as lovely as Alaska. We also stopped by a Gypsy village. Gypsies are called Roma, here, as they were once from Romania.
The view of Slovakia on the way to Hungary.
The wheat was waving in the wind just like ocean waves on the sea. It was stunning to watch.
I am standing across from railroad tracks. I was thinking about crossing them to get a better photo, but just as I started across the bus driver called as back to the bus. This was a good thing because a few minutes later a train came speeding by. Not a very smart move on my part, not by a long shot.
The entrance to our lunch stop. Very claustrophobic.
Slovakian suburbs.
This sign basically says this is your brain and this is your brain on racism. Guess which one!
My first view of Hungary.
Hungary.
Eger, Hungary. This is the first female sax player I have ever seen. The town of Eger is really a happening place. Music permeates the air and it is a place where I can just sit back and listen to the music while sipping a soda. I have n0t seen one American tourist here. It is still undiscovered. Later in the evening I went on a quest for an internet cafe and found one immediately, unfortunately, it was in an error loop and wouldn't work. The second one I found was closed. It was dark and some of the streets were quite deserted. I was actually feeling uncomfortable. How unusual for me.
I rounded a corner and walked up to these four ladies walking by and asked if they new where an internet cafe was. Only one spoke English. Very limited English and they motioned me to follow them, so I did, happy to hang with other people on these very deserted streets. They took me to a monument called the Minaret. Oops! I shook everyone's hand and thanked them profusely. They all said Hello instead of good by as I shook their hand and the one lady said to me Happy Holidays. How sweet. I never did find the internet cafe, but the Minaret looks cool. :-)
Since they actually had led me about ten feet from my hotel room I just called it an early night.