Sunday, August 1, 2010

Buda-Yes-t

So yesterday, Amber, Barb and I decided to go to Budapest for dinner. Well, that wasn't the original plan but that's what ended up happening...

Let's start on Friday evening. We went to see this unbelievable performance artist named Ivo Dimchev. I thoroughly enjoyed the show. He's more of an actor and singer than a dancer, though the man
can move. I don't know if I can sum up what I saw in words but I can tell you the finale of this bizarre acid trip of a show. The last image we were left with was this beautiful man in a blond wig reminiscent of a drowned cat cutting open his eyebrows with a straight razor and then singing a beautiful operetta about having blood on his face. I might add that his performance and character made me think of a wonderful hybrid of Jane Osbourne (my beautiful friend in Vancouver) crossed with Johnny Depp as the cross dressing prison guard in Before Night Falls.
Unfortunately, I had a really bad headache so we went straight home in a taxi while I tried to not throw up and then went to bed. In the morning we obviously slept in and didn't make the 7:00 train, and decided to get the 11:50. We somehow ran late, waited in line only to get helped by the rudest train official in Vienna ever by 11:53. I made her feel really quite awful for being such a cow and she helped Barb like nobody's business. So we sat in the square and had breakfast and a coffee. Our luck seemed a little too good when we got on the train, we found three seats and sat down. Just as we started to relax and thought nobody was going to kick us out of the seat for a while, a man with a reservation shoos us away from the precious train seats.

After much loitering and photo taking in the accordion section of the train we went to the on board cafe and found some seats. Instantly three men from Bavaria started talking to us and then we knew we were in for the long haul. It was enjoyably funny until they commented on Barb's "ass" as she walked by to go to the bathroom. I scolded them for being so rude and ungentlemanly and then they finally shut up. Even the Euro-techno blasting from the ringleader's telephone turned into Dire Straits and Bob Dylan.

Budapest is gorgeous, the buildings are slightly deteriorating, the streets are narrow and there is so much green on the streets. We walked from the main station to the Hero Square and then took the underground to the water. We didn't have much time so we sat on the water and had such a beautiful dinner. Which is really more my preference, as much as I love to see the museums and monuments I really just love getting a sense of life in the city I'm in. Honorable mention to the intensely fast escalators at the Budapest Underground station. Anyone who knows me already knows I'm not a fan of escalators to begin with, these things are like something out of Itchy and Scratchy land, I yelped slightly....

Three hour ride home went fast and was spent mostly in the dark.

Tonight is Amber's last night here. We're all going to don our party clothes and enjoy a lovely dinner together, and maybe even find somewhere to dance.

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