After another two border crossings, both of which featured rather impolite policemen who threw the doors open in the middle of the night, I arrived in Budapest this morning. After several nights of rather uncomfortable accommodations, I had decided to splurge, so I booked ahead and had a four-star Western hotel waiting for me when I arrived. I checked in around 10 am, dropped my bags, cranked the air conditioning, took a bath, and fell asleep with the TV on. For almost eight hours. I’m really going to get my money’s worth. Three nights of sleep for the price of two!
I got ripped off on the cab ride from the train station. I’m not sure exactly how much I should have paid, but I probably was overcharged to the tune of $20 or so. I’m almost three weeks into the trip, and it’s the first time I let myself get taken, so although I put up a bit of a fight, I eventually backed down and wrote it off.
Right now I’m in the hotel bar, having a early dinner, or a late lunch, or a very late breakfast. I haven’t eaten in almost 24 hours, so it doesn’t really matter what I call it.
I’m going to stay at the hotel at least until sundown, after which I may walk around the city a little, and possibly hit a bar or club. Tomorrow I’ll try to do some sort of guided bus tour for a few hours before going off on my own. Usually I prefer walking tours, but my feet have had it, and air conditioning sounds nice in this heat. At some point, I’d also like to get a chance to do a thermal bath.
I also need to do some laundry at some point, but I’m not going to let the hotel do it for $2 a sock. I have enough clean t-shirts to make it through the weekend if I don’t exert myself too much.