Showing posts with label Budapest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Budapest. Show all posts

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Budapest: Uniting Two Days like Buda and Pest

The "free" walking tour of Budapest was a great introduction to some of the major sites in the city.  However, there were some areas that we didn't get to or weren't featured - and we had plans to "see it all" (within reason).  Inconveniently, some locations in Buda were too far away or required additional transportation outside the city, therefore; we focused on everything Pest had to offer.  Using a guide book and public transportation maps, we created our own sightseeing excursion.

Országház
Hungarian Parliament Building
Sadly closed to the public today

Starting our tour, we took the Metro to the Hungarian Parliament Building.  There are guided walk-throughs, but the times were inconvenient for our tightly packed schedule.  When we arrived at Parliament the tour schedule was moot - the entire facility was closed to the public for the day for "in-session meetings." A slight damper on our parade, but we pressed on and visited the nearby 1956 Memorial - commemorating those who perished in the Kossuth Lajos tér Massacre.  A public protest turned nightmare when citizens gathered against the government in the square - where they were fired up by the soldiers and government sworn to protect them.  There are varying statistics about those slaughtered, but it is believed that between 300-800 people were killed on "Bloody Thursday" (the Hungarian government is still seeking information from survivors about what transpired that day).  We returned to the Metro for a quick ride to our next point of interest, the Jewish Quarter.

Corridor parallel to Danube River
Kossuth Lajos tér Massacre Memorial
Firepower used against citizens on Bloody Thursday

Stopping in Astoria, we walked the Pedestrian area and charted our course for Dohány Utcai, the location of the Dohány Street Synagogue.  The Great Synagogue is the largest in Europe and has a capacity of up to 3,000 people.  Unfortunately, when we arrived and passed through security, we discovered there was an €7 admission to go inside.  We decided that we didn't want to pay, therefore; we walked around the building and continued onto the next item on our list, the old ghetto wall.  However, the address provided by our guide book was inaccurate, we were led to a street full of restaurants.  Later, we learned the wall was demolished in 2006 during construction, but a memorial was reconstructed in 2008 - presumably in a different location.  Parliament was closed, the Synagogue had an admission, and a ghetto wall that didn't exist - not a very successful start to our day, but we moved onto Hero's Square.

The Jewish Quarter
Dohány Utcai Zsinagóga 
Weeping willow memorial by Imre Varga

Conveniently, the remaining attractions on our itinerary were all on the same Metro line and each had a corresponding stop.  We began with the farthest one (well almost), Hösök tere, better known as Hero's Square.  Here, there is a large statue flanked by two colonnades.  The statue is often refereed to the tomb of the unknown soldier, but is a not a burial site, rather; a cenotaph (similar to Frauenkirche's cenotaph of Emporor Louis IV in München).  The statues lining the colonnades are important figures throughout Hungarian history - while those atop the structures represent war, peace, labor, and knowledge.  We walked through the square, across a bridge to an area that appeared to be setting up for a festival.  Sadly, it was the opposite, but found ourselves near the Museum of Hungarian Agriculture (Magyar Mezögazdasági Múzeum) and Vajdahunyad vára (castle).  We made the most of our time and leisurely walked through City Park.  To reward ourselves for the amount of exercise the past two days, we delved into the delights of a Turkish Baths.

Left colonnade - Labor and War
Hösök tere - cenotaph
Right colonnade - Peace and Knowledge

Entering Museum of Hungarian Agriculture
Magyar Mezögazdasági Múzeum
Vajdahunyad vára

Exiting the park, we inadvertently arrived outside our intended destination, the Széchenyi Gyógyfürdö és  Uszoda (Széchenyi Thermal Baths).  This is one of the famous bath houses of Budapest and largest in Europe - where we would indulge in the local culture (we had purchased a cabana ahead of time).   Much to our dismay, we had to rent towels because the idea of carrying hotel towels around town seemed ridiculous.  That may have not been an awful decision in retrospect, the rented cloth resembled a napkin more-so than a bath towel (and could not be exchanged for a dry one).  Our time here was equally enjoyable and creepy - the relationship between age and size of swimming briefs was inversely proportional.  The older the bathing Bloak, the significantly decreasing size of the swimwear - exponentially increasing the shudder factor.  Fortunately, there are several pools of varying temperatures - making it easy to avoid what our eyes preferred go unseen.  After an hour or two, we too looked old and wrinkly - it was time for us to continue with our day.

Széchenyi Gyógyfürdö és Uszoda
Cupola inside Széchenyi Bath House

Outdoor Springs
Turkish Baths

We got back on the Metro, and headed back to Magyar Állami Operaház (Hungarian State Opera).  The Opera Metro stop is my favorite in the entire city, I briefly stopped to take pictures and enjoy the second-oldest Metro in the world, dating back to 1896 (London Underground is the oldest).    A night ago, we saw Die Frau ohne Schatten, but I didn't haul my camera to the performance.  The Opera House offers tours in the afternoon for a nominal price and an additional fee if you would like to take pictures (further charge if you want to see a small performance).



The beginning of our tour was similar to the chaos that started our "free" walking tour - a hoard of people milling about waiting to be given instruction.  The groups sensibly split up by language, but the English group equaled the total of all the others combined.  This made it difficult to listen if one wasn't close enough to the guide - one obnoxious member of our group even shouted, "I can't hear you," while our guide was speaking.  The smaller the rooms became, the harder it was to hear as our group could barely fit inside the rooms.  Instead of incessantly jockeying for position, we set off on our own adventures.  I went to take pictures while blending with other groups and Julie disappeared on her own mission.  Our endeavors paid dividends, while our faction squeezed into the Royal suite's hallway (the Red Salon) - we parted ways with our troop.  My little space cadet had found something far more interesting, an unlocked suite to the theater.  Shortly after I joined her, eight other sheep from our tour followed me and ruined what could have been a private concert.

Royal Box
Grand staircase
Statue of Pic'ma Noseus

Magyar Állami Operaház
Marble staircase columns
Franz Liszt  - Hungarian State Opera

A night ago, during Die Frau ohne Schatten - Julie tried to coax me into upgrading our 12th row seats to a recently vacated private balcony after Act II.  We sat in the box during intermission, but I later chickened-out and we clucked our way back to our original seats.  We wanted to enhance our experience and find another box where we could enjoy the current rehearsal.  Our tour ended on the second floor in a room that we heard very little about.  Finally, the large group played to our advantage and we were able to abscond with the mass departure.  While members made their way to the exit, we lagged behind and found another unlocked suite.  The theater was empty, with exception to three people and the cast of the of  Cosi Fan Tutte (Mozart).  We were able to enjoy a private show for twenty minutes - a production that involved no tire-pushing.


This unplanned venture conveniently bridged the gap to our final activity, an organ recital at Saint Stephen's Basilica.  We have visited many churches in Europe - most of which are adorned with decadent organs, but we never hear them played.  This gave us a rare opportunity to hear a short concert with some opera.  there was a short set of eight songs* that would last forty-five minutes.

Saint Stephen's Cathedral at night
Up-lighting


After the show, we returned to the hotel, put our fancy pants on and went to the first-class restaurant we encountered the night of our arrival.  Our table overlooked the Fisherman's bastion and had a glimpse of the Parliament Building.  There was a small band playing classical music near the entrance - with a rogue violin player that would meander his way through the restaurant (fortunately, not in our area).  For dinner, we indulged with both food and drink - spoke about the wondrous city of Budapest and how much we loved our visit.

Great sites, Great food, Great people, Great experiences - Go to Budapest




*Saint Stephen Cathedral Organ Concert

Performed by:
András Virágh - organ
Ildikó Szakács - soprano

Songs:
Tomaso Albinoni  -  Adagio in G minor
W. A. Mozart  -  Alleluja
J. S. Bach  -  Prelude and Fugue in C Major
Georges Bizet  -  Agnus Dei
J. S. Bach  -  Air
Franz Liszt  -  Choral
Charles Gounod  - Ave Maria
J. S. Bach  -  Toccata and Fugue in D Minor  (a pipe organ concert would be incomplete without this)



Saturday, November 8, 2014

Budapest: Our New Favorite City

We returned home from Bavaria on Thursday and within 48-hours we were on a flight to Budapest.  We flew on discount airliner, WizzAir for the first and last time after dealing with their bag policy.  Let's say you have a bag of peanuts in your hand - well, according to WizzAir policy - that counts as your only carry-on item.  Regardless, after some rearranging and much consternation, we boarded the plane and were on our way.  We landed late in the afternoon and promptly collected our luggage.  Before heading downtown, we purchased our 72-hour public transportation passes at a booth in the Arrivals terminal.

We arranged for a shuttle to pick us up at the airport with a drop-off near a Metro station in the city.  We were staying at the Hilton on Castle Hill - which was on the other side of the Danube River.  Supposedly, the closest Metro stop was less than a thousand meters away from the hotel, however; the entire walk was uphill - reigniting my aversion to acclivities.

Mátyás-templom
Matthias Church at night
View of Országház behind Matthias Church

Consequently, all my Olympic training in Garmish-Partenkirschen didn't payoff - a single day of exercise doesn't prepare one for the hills of Budapest.  After we gathered ourselves and could breath at a reasonable rate - we checked-in, but our assigned room was on the ground floor.  Having upgraded to a "favorable" view in Bavaria, we thought we would inquire about a room overlooking the Országház (Hungarian Parliament Building) across the river.  I believe we paid €20 more a night, but it was absolutely worth the price for the view.  It was late, we were hungry in Hungary and our lack of adenosine-triphosphate resulted in making horrible jokes.

View from hotel room
Where we had dinner on our first night
Beautiful city at night

We ended our evening exploring the Mátyás-templom (Matthias Church) and Halaszbastya (Fisherman's Bastion) - two sites adjacent to our hotel.  We didn't have to go far to forage for dinner, finding two restaurants near the Bastion - one was first-class fine dining; the other - Hungarian comfort foods.  The decision was easy given our appearance and the lack of a reservation (although, we made one for another evening).   The long day of travel and hauling luggage up Castle Hill had their lasting effects, drawing our evening to a close.

Matthias Church seen from bus stop
Vigádo
Concert Hall

The following morning we started with a wonderful breakfast and some of the best waffles we have had in a long time.  Although, the amount of times I have had waffles all year could be counted on one hand.  This isn't saying much, but it is worth a diatribe about my lack of waffles in 2014 - yet I do have a self-proclaimed refined palate for breakfast delicacies (it was indeed fantastic waffles).  During our morning meal, we planned our travel to the meeting point for our day's activity - a "free" walking tour of the city ("free" implies the tour is free, but you pay your guide what you feel your experience was worth).

Szent István Bazilika
Fountain in park
Józef nádor tér statue

Conveniently, we had a bus stop near the hotel - across from Matthias Church.  We soon learned that the precise timing of the public transportation was structured with German efficiency (a transit network that was easily navigated and punctual - buses and Metro alike).  The meeting location was the Lionhead fountain near Józef nádor tér (a small courtyard).  Momentary chaos ensued when the three tour guides has split the forty-plus tourist as equally as possible.  To start, our guide asked if anyone knew anything about Hungary or famous people from Hungary.  Her question was greeted with awkward silence, I knew Franz Lizst but remained mum - while Julie blurted out, "1956."  Our guide was pleased to garner a response - acknowledging the historical significance,  but reiterated the tour would not focus on Communism and the Hungarian uprising.

Széchenyi lánchíd - Buda side
Chain Bridge - Buda in background
Lions of Budapest

We started with a quick trip to the Vigadó (Concert Hall) overlooking the Danube.  This was one our intermittent stops where we were briefed with history.  Here, we learned about the unification of Budapest - connecting the cities of Buda (and Óbuda west side of Danube) and Pest (east side of Dabube).  Throughout much of the country's past, Hungary was like a foster child who never found a home - a land continually controlled by another power.  While under rule of other empires, Hungary gained from their respective cultural-overlords - for example, architecture (Austro-Hungarian Empire) and the Turkish Baths (Ottoman Empire).

Matthias Church entrance
Gate across Presidential Residence
Sándor Palace

Pressing on, our next stop was Erzsébet tér - a park close to our original meeting area.  The square was currently hosting the weekly market where street vendors sell very similar food and products seen in most European markets.  We then made our way to Szent István Bazilika (Saint Stephen's Basilica), named for the first king of Hungary - a highly trafficked tourist attraction.  Therefore, our group didn't go inside the church, but Julie and I would return later at our own leisure.  Ending our visit on the Pest side, we crossed the Széchenyi lánchíd (Chain Bridge) en route to Buda.

Returned to Saint Stephen's Basilica
Peak of cupola
All that glitters is gold here

The tour of Buda started with Sándor Palace, the presidential residence - albeit, the president of Hungary is more of a political ornament - holding no influential power.  We ended with Mátyás-templom (Matthias Church) and Halaszbastya (Fisherman's Bastion).  There was a slight haze in the sky, but the view from Castle Hill is always beautiful.   We compensated our guide appropriately for her wonderful tour and then we made our way back to the bus station to return to Pest.  We had a few hours to visit Saint Stephen's Church and eat dinner before returning to the hotel to get ready for our evening of cultural enrichment, an opera.


Combining Julie's love of musicals and my affinity for classical music, opera is a common ground we could both enjoy.  The Magyar Állami Operaház (Hungarian State Opera) is among the top opera houses in all of Europe.  The quaint theater is aesthetically decorated and soundly designed.  We had purchased tickets for "Die Frau ohne Schatten," (The women without a shadow) - an opera we didn't know was going to last over three hours.  Some patrons left after Act II - I suppose they were tired of sitting or they didn't enjoy the staged interpretation.

Allow me to divulge a little bit, the character Barak is billed as a dyer - information I retroactively researched.  During our performance, Barak the Dyer laboriously pushed a large tire in a circle for most of the opera.  Furthermore, Act III featured blindfolded children aimlessly gallivanting around the stage - later, finding out they were the "unborn children" who haunted the female lead.  Some confusing naratives to say the least, nevertheless; the singing was good, the music great, and the tire - hilarious.  Having felt like we sat in the wooden seats for a fortnight, the lengthy opera carried late in to the evening, ending a brilliant day in Budapest.

Saint Stephen relic
Baptismal font