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Bit of a let down

9th April- Salzburg- rest day

I hate to sound negative, but Salzburg had been a real disappointment. It may be because it was one of The places I was looking forward to the most, or it could be he fact it was cloudy and rained all day, but I was expecting a bit more wow factor.


Mozart was born here

I set off early before 9am to make sure I covered the whole city and by 1pm I was done. Yes, I could have gone into every single museum and church, but that’s not my idea of a fun day. There were some lovely churches and other buildings, but nothing too special that I haven’t seen in the rest of Europe already.  Maybe I’ve been spoilt and I’m being super ungrateful I don’t know, but because of the disappointment I turned to comfort eating. I ate pretzels, bratwurst, Salzburg soup (not entirely sure what was in it), cake and I’m supposed to be having schnitzel with the guy from air bnb tonight, but that’s another story…


I got back just after lunch and went to my room to chill. Next thing I hear screaming between him and his mum. This guy has got to be about my age… But still he was arguing with his mum like a teenager, then went to his room slammed the door shut and played his music really loud then started on his drum set. Yikes. I sat in my room waiting for the commotion to die down, then The neighbours downstairs started banging on the door and they all started screaming at each other! I went to the pub for a little bit to get out of the place, then when I got back the guy was drunk and limping around trying to clean up something spilt on the floor. He made schnitzel and Invited me to eat with him, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to sit with him. I decided the schnitzel was worth it, and it was just about.
Next drama of the night my shoes were missing. We looked everywhere for them and I was starting to get worried as its Sunday tomorrow and I need to get on the road early to make it to the castle on time, so I wouldn’t have chance to buy any. It turns out his mum took them to get back at the dude (Robert),when she came round again I tried reasoning with her and she kept saying “Robert has money to buy you new shoes, you can be happy together.” Ewwww, she thought I was with this disgusting excuse for a man. At dinner I got a bigger insight into his life, about his heroin addict ex girlfriend and how he’d had some too blah blah blah. Then when I asked what he does for work he gave the “In between jobs” answer and goes on about the fact the bank won’t give people like him a loan to set up their own business! NO, you’re a disgusting thing with far too much of your old holey underwear on show. He bent over to pick something up and I got a beautiful view of his arse through a palm size hole in his boxers. Yes, that’s how far down his jeans were. I gagged. Around 11pm my shoes turn up. I didn’t ask questions, I just wanted to get out of there.

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Budapest- you made it to the top 3

Top 3 city list that is, after London and Sydney of course!

31st March- Budapest (rest day)

There’s free breakfast at this hostel and boy did I get my money’s worth! It’s a great idea, because no backpacker can refuse a free meal so it means everyone sits together for breakfast and socialises together.

I left around 10am to go on a walking tour of the city as it seems I only covered a small part of it yesterday. The tour lasted 3 hours and took us to Saint Stephens basilica, which reminding me a lot of St. Paul’s cathedral only dare I say more stunning, Matthias church, some important statues and other points of interest.


St. Stephens basilica 


st Stephens basilica from the front


Mathias church


Attempting an artistic selfie

Our guide taught me a lot about the city and Hungary in general; that there are 44 letters in the alphabet, making Hungarian one of the hardest languages to learn, communism ended in 1989, the word for cheers sounds a lot like a drunken drawl “I guess I could drive”, the Rubix cube and safety matches were invented by Hungarians. These are just the ones I remember from the top of my head.

After the tour I had lunch then headed for one of the many Turkish baths with two girls I met at the hostel. My neck and shoulders have really started to ache from the cycling so I couldn’t wait to just sit and relax. Back in the day these baths are where men would come to speak about politics without the worry of spies or anyone recording their conversations. Today the old local men play chess in the pool, with chessboards on pillars in there or cards by the side of the pools. The one we visited was massive, with indoor and outdoor pools as well as sauna and ice bath- such a perfect way to spend my day off the bike. I could have stayed in longer, but my stomach was talking to me again so we left and went to what I thought was going to be just a standard sandwich shop. The guys in the hostel had been raving about this place, so I had to check it out. By the size of the line it was clearly a renowned place- cool music blaring, Star Wars themed menus and decor and omg the sandwich I had was one of the best I’ve ever eaten, I can’t even begin to describe how good it was.

Afterwards we went to a ruin bar called szimpla. There’s tonnes of these all over the city, literally ruins that have been turned into funky bars, with gravity on the walls and quirky objects everywhere. I wish I’d taken photos to try and explain better. They had shisha here and I looove shisha, so we got one for the table. There was a bunch of young Americans from the hostel who had never tried it before, so that was cute watching them learn.

Went back to the room and had the Dracula guy complaining about the noise- I don’t think he’s stayed in a hostel before!

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