wake up on the barge, coffee prepared by Romeo. The captain already raised, the boat was ready to go the other way, toward Vienna. It was time for us to 
heading back to Bulgaria. Upon leaving, we Octavian even gives a little money Romanian (100 Leu, about 25 €) to get by there on time to find a bank. Rarely seen someone so generous. They have earned a shipment of French wine & champagne on our return. During a breakfast at "Kayak Land" (there were pictures of champions kayaking around the restaurant; Slovaks love apparently) and cross the bridge that leads to Komarom, Hungarian twin town of Komarno.
few things to say on the 100 km that separated us from Budapest, if it is only 15 km from the capital, we took the classic approach to train special "big Cities. A station worthy of the heyday of the USSR, but a kind of RER all options, with bicycle racks and clean toilets that open by themselves, a must.
At the "Station of the West", a special welcome for tourists was established: city map, brochure in French and promotional operation "Nestle Mineral Water". At 39 ° C in the shade was not a luxury.
A quick little bike to the hostel recommended by our English friends nightlife of Bratislava, shower, threading flops and go for a walk in the streets of Buda. Auartier historic fortified churches National Gallery, Parliament, suspension bridges, Budapest is a beautiful city. And what of his wives! They are worth the trip alone, to please the eye of course, because it's more complicated to communicate. Hungarian is an incomprehensible language and their English teachers look as good as ours.
It arises in Pest to make ice cream. The landlady, whose husband is French and who met by Paris-Jordan by bike (it can not be invented, then we can not fight), we recommend a place to escape. It is in recognition for the evening. The hostel was far away, so we decided to ask. Small local beers (not mal), small food, card game (a game incomprehensible Hungarian), located in atypical hyper, very cool. 22H (definitely get older really), back to the hostel by subway for a good night's sleep, despite a desperate attempt of our neighboring British barracks divert us from our goals.
the morning with Tom, a single idea in mind, take a bath! Budapest is indeed famous for its baths, residues of the Turkish presence in the region centuries ago.
heading back to Bulgaria. Upon leaving, we Octavian even gives a little money Romanian (100 Leu, about 25 €) to get by there on time to find a bank. Rarely seen someone so generous. They have earned a shipment of French wine & champagne on our return. During a breakfast at "Kayak Land" (there were pictures of champions kayaking around the restaurant; Slovaks love apparently) and cross the bridge that leads to Komarom, Hungarian twin town of Komarno. few things to say on the 100 km that separated us from Budapest, if it is only 15 km from the capital, we took the classic approach to train special "big Cities. A station worthy of the heyday of the USSR, but a kind of RER all options, with bicycle racks and clean toilets that open by themselves, a must.
At the "Station of the West", a special welcome for tourists was established: city map, brochure in French and promotional operation "Nestle Mineral Water". At 39 ° C in the shade was not a luxury.
A quick little bike to the hostel recommended by our English friends nightlife of Bratislava, shower, threading flops and go for a walk in the streets of Buda. Auartier historic fortified churches National Gallery, Parliament, suspension bridges, Budapest is a beautiful city. And what of his wives! They are worth the trip alone, to please the eye of course, because it's more complicated to communicate. Hungarian is an incomprehensible language and their English teachers look as good as ours. It arises in Pest to make ice cream. The landlady, whose husband is French and who met by Paris-Jordan by bike (it can not be invented, then we can not fight), we recommend a place to escape. It is in recognition for the evening. The hostel was far away, so we decided to ask. Small local beers (not mal), small food, card game (a game incomprehensible Hungarian), located in atypical hyper, very cool. 22H (definitely get older really), back to the hostel by subway for a good night's sleep, despite a desperate attempt of our neighboring British barracks divert us from our goals.
the morning with Tom, a single idea in mind, take a bath! Budapest is indeed famous for its baths, residues of the Turkish presence in the region centuries ago.
Some schools are 500 years old. For about 10 €, we still had access to an exceptional place, for its aesthetics, but also by the variety of baths: water temperature 18 to 40 ° C, whirlpool / to common saunas of all kinds, steam rooms, indoors, outdoors, for 5 to 10 € more, we have access to a variety of massages, the details escape me, a brief moment of pure happiness and relaxation that we did a very foolish! As dragged to a bathroom, it was just time to take an evening train and exit the city. It is not envy that wanting to stay a Saturday night in Budapest, but it was a blow to never find the strength to leave.
Commuter Train to Dabas, on the road to Szeged, with the sole objective of finding a place to sleep. It's hot, no need for tent corner of lawn, we extend the tarp, sleeping bags, a sweater for a pillow, mosquito: it left for one of our now classic "nights in tears."
Tomorrow morning is the beginning of 8 long stages in a row without rest & a new surprise awaits us in the morning ...
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