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St. Stephen's Basilica |
Friday, July 31: This was our first and only free day in Budapest, so we slept until 7:15. After breakfast we walked back to St. Stephen's Basilica. Only 150 years old, it has spectacular mosaics lining the interior of the dome above the main altar. In the Chapel of Leopold in the rear of the church is the supposed relic of St. Stephen, who united Hungary and made it a Christian nation in 896, thus making it acceptable to other European nations. The relic is his mummified right hand, the Holy Dexter, displayed in an ornate case shaped like a small church. Viewers are required to pay 50 forints if they want the light turned on in the case. 
Post Office |
Near the Basilica was a gingerbread-style building with a roof of brightly-colored tiles. We had passed it several times before and finally learned that it's the Post Office.
We caught a streetcar that took us across Victory Bridge (1896) to the Gellert Hotel (1918). The lobby of the hotel is not particularly impressive, but its spa and rehabilitation facilities are. Because of Jane's shoulder problem of recent months, she was particularly interested. The art nouveau style indoor pool, opened in 1934, is filled with warm mineral water from natural springs and is used for therapy. The larger outdoor pool also uses mineral water but is primarily for recreation. It even has mechanically generated waves.
Victory Bridge & Gellert Hotel | 
Indoor therapy pool | 
Hotel & outdoor pools |
Chapel in cave on Gellert Hill |
The hotel and the hill behind it were named for St. Gellert, a Venetian priest (Gerardus) who served as tutor to King Stephen's son, Prince Imre. In 1046 during the chaos that followed Stephen's death, Gellert was killed by rebels trying to eradicate Christianity. According to legend, he was sealed in a barrel and rolled down the hill that now bears his name, into the Danube.
We also visited a chapel built in a cave across the street from the hotel. Then we caught a streetcar along the Danube to the funicular near the Chain Bridge. We rode the funicular up and had a great view back across the Danube toward the Chain Bridge and our hotel.
Coat of arms at funicular | 
The funicular | 
Funicular ticket | 
View from top of funicular |
Medieval houses |
Royal Palace |
Then we walked the grounds of the Royal Palace. The original palace, finished in the 19th century, was destroyed during World War II. In removing the rubble, the remains of the 13th century castle used by King Matthias were uncovered. The exterior shell of the 19th century palace was rebuilt, but the inside is completely modern. It now houses a museum, library, and theater. From the Palace, we walked along the old streets, past medieval houses (also reconstructed).
Jane at Mathias Square |
We went back to Mathias Church and the Fishermen's Bastion, exploring both at our leisure this time. Although there were still a lot of people there, it was much less crowded than when we'd been there with the tour group. For some reason, every single tour that goes the Mathias Church goes there at the same time. We ran into Hans at the Fishermen's Bastion. 
Fishermen's Bastion | 
Through an arch | 
Parliament | 
Mathias Church & Hilton |
Hilton Hotel |
Then we went to see the Hilton Hotel, immediately next to Mathias Church. This modern hotel incorporates a medieval palace and the ruins of an old tower into its structure. Particularly impressive was the courtyard facing the Parliament. The left side is the wall of an old palace; the right, an ultramodern glass wall. A broken arch reaches part way across the opening between them. The floor of the courtyard is punctuated by the stumps of several broken columns. Jane was beginning to tire, so we walked backed to the Chain Bridge and across to our hotel, arriving after two. 
The Great Synagogue |
While Jane went to the pool, Darrell walked down the narrow streets of the Inner City to the Great Synagogue. The second largest synagogue in the world (after one in New York), it was built in the 1850s in a Moorish style. From there he walked to the Market Hall to buy a T-shirt for Gary Kardos, Jane's physical therapist, whose ancestors came from Hungary. Vaci street took him back to the hotel by 3:30. The bus to the tour's farewell dinner left at 5:30 and took us to the Trombitas (Trumpets) Restaurant in Buda. They served dumpling or goulash soup, turkey (!) paprika, spaetzle, and a chocolate dessert. There was an aperitif and unlimited wine. Darrell was so thirsty from all his walking that he drank a whole liter of mineral water and very little wine. Five musicians, four dancers, and a singer, all in folk costumes, entertained us. 
Folk dancers | 
Our table |
We got back to the hotel around 8:30, but spent nearly an hour in the lobby saying our good-byes. We also were treated to a couple of songs by Mr. Kim, who had an excellent baritone voice. We stayed up packing until eleven. Then, after one last look at our spectacular view, we called it a night. Page 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16
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