On some days I open up my travel journal and flip thru the pages to recall where we were, when. I am often pleasantly surprised, such as today when my handwriting from a year ago brought me back to the streets of Budapest.
We rented an apartment there for over a month and thru the holidays. It was a festive enough city in 2008: tourists were in the streets, it was cold and snowy, there were decorations, open markets… I even had fun apartment hunting during those weeks — talk about architecture! It was great. Budapest reminded me so much of Paris, except remnants of darker days in Hungarian history still linger as many buildings showed the scars, despite the efforts of real estate moguls.
The beauty of the city shone threw, such as in the Gresham Palace. The benefits of the real estate frenzy was massive renovations of historical buildings city wide. Many “left-for-dead” edifices were resurrected for wealthy foreigners who sought after palatial apartments, or hotels who found new glory, such as the one in my photo.