Monday, March 19, 2012

Beginning in Budapest

Flying into Budapest was surreal. One moment, I was looking at flat grey fog and then the Danube a split second later.

From the skies, Budapest looks like one of the idyllic paintings of vineyard country. Green grass, purple brown wispy trees and farm houses. The town (suburbs?!) look like South San Francisco if all the roofs were red and the streets jumbled instead of in an orderly grid.

In short, it's beautiful and we can't wait to get off the plane and get some fresh air!

Our can driver tells us that it is warmer than usual for this time of year. As he drives us to our hotel, he marks on a map where the safe and unsafe parts of town are. We've only been in Hungary 2 hours, but we feel very welcomed.

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