Day 16 - Budapest then to Dublin
Trip Start Apr 20, 2009
27Trip End May 16, 2009
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Where I stayed
10 Beds, 7th District
The changing of the guard was most amusing - two of the guards tried very hard not to laugh and got very red faces and all in all I wouldn't say they were very disciplined. More looking was done (I could describe these things or just upload photos... eh photos), and then thought that buying lunch in this area would be nice (even though it was a tourist area and a bit more expensive). I had goulash and a very tasty hot chocolate followed by strudel filled with cheese curd...
That was all we basically wanted to see, so we went back to the hostel where the British people were packing up to go fly out as well. We didn't actually know what terminal we wanted and had failed previously to obtain wifi and the places we visited earlier (they say "whiffy" in Budapest, most amusing) and the only convenient place we knew had wifi was KFC, so we headed over to there, got some beverages and did what we needed to do - then headed to the airport via 3 transport modes (tram, then train, then bus). When I learned that we needed to take all these transport modes, I was anxious so insisted we leave exceptionally early, which Noni was okay about when I informed her they had free wifi. So we arrived at the airport 2 hours before check-in opened (which was 2 hour before the flight). I think it is better to be overprepared than under-prepared when it comes to later night flights!
Well on the plane flight, Noni had paid for priority meaning that we were supposed to get priority choice over the plebs for seating - however the same occurred in Budapest as I had observed in Pisa where the plebs joined priority on the bus. Despite this, Noni snagged seats in the first row, only to be told as we were taking off that individuals requiring a seatbelt extender (such as herself) were not allowed to sit in the first row due to safety requirements (as it was next to the emergency exit). I stayed in the first row, but I slept or tried to sleep most of the way. I did however observe the air hosts exclaim in horror on landing as they tried to open the door. I thought it was something to do with the stairs not extending or something to do with the plane but as I realized later when I exited the plane, it was more than likely due to the icy coldness that rather shockingly greeted them.
The cold had a rather nasty effect on my cough - as I really was past the point of wanting to cough after sneezing back in Budapest airport and pulling a muscle on my ribs. So each cough no longer brought about a discomfort as it had previously but now a rather severe pain. I'm pretty sure I pissed of Noni with my whining however the agony of the cold air and pain in my upper half was so great that I felt necessary to inform her that it was of great importance to me that we get to the hotel without delay. Needless to say, however, I made it through the night without doom.