Budapest: love at first sight.
I don’t know why I love Budapest. Perhaps because he was for me the first breath of spring air and good mood after a gloomy winter. Or because Budapest was the first real European city that I saw. Spring 2003 was kind of shy and timid, did not want to come to Donetsk. Kiev escorted us with sleet and strong winds, and Budapest were met by bright sunshine, blooming greenery and spring flowers.
Many times I was then in Budapest, but remember that first week-long trip
with friends: March Budapest, bright smiling town, Tokai solar, delicious cappuccino and… marzipan everywhere – from “marzipan” Parliament and ending with the marzipan Museum in Szentendre.
From Kyiv to Budapest to fly for nothing, a couple of hours. We were met by a guide and from the airport, past the faceless industrial landscapes of the suburbs, Continue reading