Budapest

It’s funny sometimes when I think back to my original move to Austria. I had these grand plans and expectations to travel every weekend and see everything this vast world (or at least Europe) had to offer with this guy, whom I love. While I still have these plans, and will still make this happen (I’m a stubborn one), I also realized life has this funny way of not giving you exactly what you want in the time-frame you want it, and for a “planner” like myself, this move might have been the best thing that could have ever happened to me.

Our schedules in Austria, once we got the hang of things, got hectic, fast. It was almost like our lives in Dallas (we worked opposite schedules for the first 3 years) transposed to the beautiful Alps of Austria, the one thing I was trying to avoid, but was clearly unavoidable. Soccer takes up a lot of our (mainly his) time, including all those weekends I thought we could sneak away (naive, I’m aware). Turns out my school schedule did too (over 40 hours a week just on school obligations). So these rare moments when we were given the opportunity to get out-of-town, we tried like hell to make the most of it.

  

We had this extremely narrow window between me finishing school, Colt’s shortened break in-between seasons and our impending flight back home to Texas. We picked somewhere within driving distance, a new country, for me at least, and took a chance on a last-minute Hotwire hotel deal (it was straight out of the 80’s, but hey, it had AC). Noting the last-minute Hotwire deal, this was clearly another trip we didn’t plan in advance, (but I wanted to do a little early celebrating for Colt’s 30th). We showed up, after a longer drive than we anticipated (oops), and set out on foot. I think we both expected Budapest to be a lot like Prague in a way, but it shocked us both with how extremely diverse it happened to be. I also want to note I heard more English and Spanish than any other language.

  

Being the quick two night trip it was, there was so much we wanted to see that we just didn’t have time for. The city was far bigger than I think either one of us expected. We saw the sites, or as many as we could due to time constraints and the Red Bull Flying Bach that happened to be taking place the same weekend; (an American won it, we stumbled upon the awards ceremony as the national anthem was playing… how fitting). We found the most amazing part of town (the Jewish quarter) and made sure to visit the Great Market Hall as well as the famous Ruin Pubs.

     

  

The food was GOOD… and we had SO many options. Places such as Platz, TOKIO, STIKA, the Great Market Hall for Lángos, and for one of the most amazing sandwiches with a line down the block, go to Bors GasztroBar; just to name a few. When you’re in the land of meat and potatoes for any length of time, some variety turns us into two kids in a candy store, I kid you not. Do note that there were about 5,000 more places we passed that I wanted to drag Colt into because the cafe was just “so cute”, but then we wouldn’t have had time for anything else. Along with the food, we all know I enjoyed the Hungarian wine (although we didn’t make it to a wine bar I wanted to visit)… and Colt, dear Colt, kept ordering that darn Unicum (there isn’t an eye roll big enough for this lol). We tried to stay off the beaten path as best we could and I think, did well. By the time Monday morning rolled around, we ended up having to high tale it back to Austria for Colt to make it to his first day of training for the new season, and I had to pack seeing as we were due to be on an airplane less than 48 hours later.
 
 
 
 
-Courtney

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