In 1995, I wrote in my journal, “Budapesters love dogs. They don’t pick up after them.” This has not changed. In other respects, though, Budapest has been tarted up beyond recognition. And without becoming a tourist theme park like Prague. It’s beautiful, walkable, full of little surprises.
This week’s holiday is Bastille Day, which was apparently celebrated
with a street fair in Budapest, though I was swimming at the Gellért
Baths that night and missed it.