Buda+Pest
We arrived in Budapest, Hungary, and as what became a habit in each city, toured the city by night.
The city is divided by the Danube River into Buda, which has the Gellért Hill and Citadella, Várhegy (Castle Hill, which houses the old city and the palace), and the famous Gellért Fürdö (thermal spa, baths, and swimming pool) and Pest, which acquired the new and lively downtown, shopping boulevards, the Parliament, Magyar Állqmi Operaház (Hungarian State Opera House), and the City Park.
The Szabadság szobor (Independence Monument; Gellért Hill; Left) proclaims freedom with the palm leaf as a tribute to the Soviet soldiers who died liberating Hungary in 1945. Right, photo of Laurent and I after we had a nice, steep hike up Gellért Hill with the snow surrounding us and feeling the true beauty of winter. But after seeing the sights on the hill and freezing our faces off, we realized that the beauty of winter was not so beautiful on the way down, probably the wrong side of the hill. What little traction I had on my boots was now inexistent as we spent ½ an hour sliding (or skiing) down the icy and snowy slope. I only fell 4 times, knees, bum, knees, arms. We laughed all the way down, which was good comic relief.
We went to the amazing and stunning neo-Renaissance Opera House and watched Puccini’s Madama Butterfly. It was great and I felt like I was in an old movie in that amazing Opera House sitting in the over-hanging boxes filled with gold, Victorian-style furniture, and red velvet—luxury at its finest.
Matyas Templom (Matthias Church on Castle Hill) has a colorful tiled roof . Franz Liszt’s Hungarian Coronation Mass was played here for the first time at the coronation of Franz Joseph and Elizabeth in 1867.
Below, is the Fisherman's Bastion, a fanciful neo-Gothic arcade built on the fortification wall of Castle Hill. We saw some great views of the city, even though it was gray and snowy, and of the parliament (Below).
1 Comments:
Buda pest!?! I thought it was someone that was annoying to the great Sidhartha. But really, It is a city that I have often envisioned as very gray, sullen and forlorn. I realize, of course, that the Buddists have a very colorful tradition of dance, folklore and art. I mean the Pests...I mean the Budapestians. I mean the Hungarians, of course! Their food leaves something to be desired however, hence their name. I suspect the French thought of all the food first and there was nothing left to invent except the delicious goulash. Of course Ratatouille (did I spell that right) is French goulash. Yikes! I hope I didn't offend anyone. I'm just being my Jerry Lewis self.
Anyway, like the rest of the great European cities, Buda and Pest are both filled with wonderous architecture, statuary and have more history in one little cathedral than most of the United States put together.
I am simply jealous!!!
mykl
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