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Saturday, March 8, 2008

Hopping the fence to Budapest!

William, a kid we met in our hostel in Prague, Kristin, Bridget and I walked out of the hostel at about 6 am hiking towards the station to pick up the bus to go to Budapest. With backpacks on our backs packed for 3 days and 2 nights we went uphill and downhill and in a dark alley. The gate was open so I preceded to walk. As we continued to walk is when we noticed the disappearance of light, but we were too far along and too determined to turn around. All of a sudden the barking of a dog broke the silence of the city. We all stopped and looked in that direction. The dog was fenced so we weren't bothered. William immediately hopped over the wall as that was the only way to get out of the yard. Bridget hopped thereafter as I stopped unable to climb the wall because I was laughing so hard. I saw how William hopped it by stepped on a lower wall first, but Bridget somehow scurried to the top of a flat wall with the same American Chucks I was wearing. I laughed talking to her saying how did you do that when all of a sudden I saw a man coming our way yelling. I quickly stopped laughing and hopped over the wall. There goes a little inspiration.
However, I turned and noticed there was no Kristin. About 2 minutes later she came along with a big smile on her face. The man immediately looked at her and started yelling. Seeing as none of us speak czech we have no idea what he was saying. It sounded like he was yelling "You all are polish", which confused us even more. Then he kept repeating and he might have said something along the lines of police. Anyway, he started tugging at Kristin's bag as she kept talking to him in english saying "let me go". He clearly wasn't going to open the gate for her, so she too had to hop the wall. I'm shocked he didn't let that dog go on us.
She went to climb the wall and made the situation even funnier. She was gripping the wall and wouldn't let go shouting she didn't want to fall. Seeing as it's a wall the only way to get on the ground is to let go and fall. After gripping on for what seemed like forever she finally let go with battle wounds left on her wrists and somehow on her knee.
Finally, after getting over we all proceeded to the station.
"There is only one ticket left" the woman tried to explain through a ticket window in her czech accent. Somehow Bridget's ticket got cancelled. Bridget bought the ticket. William's ticket went through and so did mine that we bought ahead of time. Then Kristin's ticket was canceled as well. Unfortunately after hopping the wall Kristin was not able to get on the bus to go to Budapest with us. We looked to meet her later as she would have gotten on the next bus as we agreed.
After a 6 hour ride stopping in Bruno and Bratislava, we arrived to Budapest. Absolutely breathtaking. The smile quickly appeared on my face as we rode through and got a glimpse of Budapest. Soon after we arrived to our hostel, "Imperio Max". I didn't feel like I was at a hostel at all. In fact, I felt like I was at a friends house. It was so homey and they were so welcoming. We talked on a first name basis and stayed up all night playing games together and making jokes and watching movies.
Did you know that Budapest is two places in one? We stayed on the Pest side. We crossed the bridge the first two days to go and explore Buda. The place was really nice. We climbed to the top of a mountain and looked down and soaked up the beautiful view. You could see all of Buda and Pest from the top.
The last day we were there William left really early that morning so we didn't get to see him the last day, but Bridget and I went searching to get her a bathing suit and then off to the thermal bath spa we were. Budapest is famous for its healing waters. The thermal baths were great. The place has 13 pools all together, saunas, whirl pools, hot tubs, jacuzzi's and pools for regular swimming as well as water aerobics.
After the spa we headed over to the bus station and back to Prague for one more day and night we went.

A demain
amour,
Alexia Shashara

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