Friday, 19 June 2015

Budapest


Day one in Budapest...We arrived on Thursday night, around 9:20 PM, an hour ahead of UK time. Got a taxi straight away from the airport, felt a little dodgy at first as we'd been warned not to go with any unlicensed taxi's as they can rip you off, and this guy was leading us down into a car park area about 5 minute walk from departures.. but it was actually fine - a big taxi rank down there too. It cost us about 900 to get to our hotel, this is around £20 I think. The driver dropped us off on the right street but we couldn't see our hotel, turns out he'd taken us about 1km too far so another driver drove us back down the road to our hotel; Mirage Hotel.We got this hotel on one of those lastminute.com deals where you get a brief summary and pay a certain amount and hope for the best, then a little later they send you the full details of the hotel - well we are so happy we did it. Only costs us around £400 for 7 nights, not including breakfast.

The hotel is in such a good location - just across from Heroe's Square, or Hősök tere as its called in Hungarian, not too different and easy to identify on the metro line without speaking the language, which has City Park (Városliget) just beyond it. We didn't really do much research on the area before getting here and we were pleasantly surprised to find that we can walk straight up Andrassy Ut, the next street along from us, straight up into the city centre, Pest area. It's a nice walk going from what I believe is known as the Jewish quarter, around where we are towards the end of Andrassy, then into the hustle and bustle of the city, stopping for breakfast in a little cafe called Eco Cafe along the way. Nice flat white and freshly squeezed grapefruit juice sold here, I can confirm. So you go from where we're staying; a quieter area still with lots to see and do, across the road there's a big park where we ate dinner, there's the zoo, a few museums, one of the therma baths and other things I'm sure - walking up into the city where there is so much going on on every street, it's a lively and exciting place.


We went into a few shops including a vintage shop called Retrock on Anker köz 2 - worth checking out if you have time and a partner who enjoys shopping - unfortunately mine was a 5 minute scan of the place. We then found Buddha Bar for lunch, somewhere to tick off the list and a nice, cool place to relax away from the noise for a bit, and of course to fill our boots.


We were heading for Buda, as we had some areas to explore over there, in the castle district. So you can enter this district via many different ways and we'd gone over the Elizabeth Bridge when most people go over the Széchenyi Chain Bridge, which we realised from looking down from one of the viewing points. We did see along the way, on the northeast slope of Gellért Hill stands a monument that pays tribute to Saint Gellért Sagredo, who is apparently the eleventh-century bishop who tried to convert the Magyars to Christianity. You can walk up to the monument, which probably has some spectacular views, but we couldn't deal with that at this point, so we kept walking along the river and stumbled onto the entrance of something grand looking. This bit was kind of confusing because we couldn't tell whether it was the castle area or a museum or palace or what was going on but it turns out (as wikipedia tells me):"Buda Castle was built on the southern tip of Castle Hill, bounded on the north by what is known as the Castle District (Várnegyed), which is famous for its Medieval, Baroque, and 19th-century houses, churches, and public buildings. It is linked to Clark Ádám Square and the Széchenyi Chain Bridge by the Castle Hill Funicular."




At this point my feet were starting to hurt in my shitty sandals, so we thought we'd chance the metro back to our hotel, this couldn't have been easier. We bought 2 single tickets from the machine, asked someone how to get to Heroes Sq, they told us "go down to the red line, 2nd stop, change to yellow", then when we were on the yellow line we could see Hősök tere was the 5th stop away, this looked most like Heroes Square so we went for it, as the train pulled up we jumped off, walked up the road and there was our hotel, about 50 yards to the right.


For dinner, we decided to check out a place not too far from our hotel, recommended by a local friend of one of my close friends - Pántlika - a cafe/retro bar sort of place with a live DJ/bass band playing, selling burgers and a bunch of Hungarian food options - we had the Paris burger and the Berlin burger - would recommend both! Real laid back, open atmosphere here. Would like to set-up an inspired version in the woods back home.


That's pretty much it, day one done.


Thursday, 4 June 2015

Innuendo

While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand
While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow
Till the mountains crumble into the plain

Oh yes, we'll keep on trying
Tread that fine line
Oh, we'll keep on trying
Yeah
Just passing our time

While we live according to race, colour or creed
While we rule by blind madness and pure greed
Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion
Through the eons and on and on

Oh, yes, we'll keep on trying, yeah
We'll tread that fine line
Oh oh we'll keep on trying
Till the end of time
Till the end of time

Through the sorrow all through our splendour
Don't take offence at my innuendo

You can be anything you want to be
Just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be
Be free with your tempo, be free, be free
Surrender your ego - be free, be free to yourself

If there's a God or any kind of justice under the sky
If there's a point, if there's a reason to live or die
Ha, if there's an answer to the questions we feel bound to ask
Show yourself - destroy our fears - release your mask
Oh yes, we'll keep on trying
Hey, tread that fine line

We'll keep on smiling, yeah

And whatever will be - will be
We'll just keep on trying
We'll just keep on trying
Till the end of time
Till the end of time
Till the end of time


Thursday, 21 May 2015

The Family of Man



I came across this book today while organising the library at work. I opened it to see which category it should go in, and I couldn't close ita. It's such an engaging, beautiful collection of photographs that tell so many stories, from the deeply distressing, to the sensationally heart warming - it really is a must-see/ must-read/ must-own!

I recognised one of the pages as I have previously pinned it on Pinterest, and even included it on one of my blog posts on here, not knowing where it originated.. now I do, and I'm so glad. Every page stirred emotion in me just as this one did a while ago. 

I include a few of the quotes and images that I particularly love from the book...






Good food day

My addiction for crisps is hopeless, I can't resist temptation, I don't even try.. I don't eat shitloads every day but I do quite often have a large bag of Doritos or Kettle crisps on the go in my kitchen cupboard to satisfy my cravings. I also sometimes have a bag of Lidl's steak & onion while I'm cooking tea.. completely unnecessary but my love for the taste overrides the knowledge that it's an unhealthy/glutonous move. I act on impulse quite often, which is why it's so dangerous any time I enter a shop - be it a clothes shop or a supermarket, I always seem to easily spend on what I shouldn't. I have potential to be a consistently healthy, fit person with a good amount of savings each month, but I'm so good at justifying things in my own mind, it's just dangerous. Fun though.

Anyway, yesterday was a good food day...

Breakfast:

Half a grapefruit
A few strawberries
Some grapes
Some blueberries
Lemon water
Jasmine green tea

Snack:
Special K bar

Lunch:
Steamed spinach, courgette and tomato
Scrambled duck eggs

Snack:
Rye crispbread
Avocado

Dinner:
Delicious Beetroot 6 salad box
Boiled jersey potatoes
A Chicago town mini pizza - OK I failed hard here.




Ended a lovely day with a walk with the pooch...


We've got him doing the following tricks now:

Sit 
Lay down (he gets this confused with roll over)
Roll over (it's more like a lay on your back thing)
Paw (only the left)
Jump up (he does this lots even when not asked)
Bark (on command, although he also likes to do this lots even when not asked)

All seem a bit pointless but good to improve his obedience, and plus he's very cute doing it. He is currently about 15 months old, and starting to become really obedient... Just thinking back to how cute he was as a 3 week old pup when we first met him... 


Wednesday, 20 May 2015

The Trews: God




I'm quite fond of Russel Brand, I think he provides a voice on noticeable platform for people who want change, people who aren't happy with the current system.. I think he is an extremely passionate, (which can take over him at times) articulate and honest person trying to shine light on the truth, in aid of a fairer, honest society.
He does split opinion largely; his views on democracy and common people working together to create a better world must be seen as reckless to a controlling government, after all democracy means a government controlled by the people, which some people argue could lead to a mob rule. Either way, like him or don't like him, he does give some very interesting insights.

Tuesday, 19 May 2015

Dink's Song



If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly the river to the one I love
Well fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well
 
Well I had a man who was long and tall
Who moved his body like a cannon ball
Well fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

I remember one evening, in the pourin' rain
And in my heart was an achin' pain
Well fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

Muddy river runs muddy 'n' wild
Can't give a bloody for my unborn child
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

So show us a bird flyin' high above
Life ain't worth living without the one you love
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well
Well fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

Monday, 18 May 2015

Croeso

I spent another weekend in Wales
over the last May bank holiday..



Warm welcome as always in Wales.

This time the warm welcome was at the Irish/Welsh vintage tractor run which is an annual event ran by a sweet old farmer named Henry Dixon, it alternates between being held in North Pembrokeshire to Wexford, Ireland. It was quite a random thing for me to attend, I heard of it through my sister who helped promote it through a tourism project she is working for. It was actually interesting and inspiring in a way, to see almost 300 vintage and pimped up tractors, all those participants, around 100 of which came all the way from Ireland, all to raise money for charity and because they are passionate about keeping the culture of the vintage tractors alive. The bonds between the Welsh and Irish participants, sealed by passion and tradition was beautiful to see.



Druidstone



The lovely Druidstone hotel




A perfect place for afternoon tea, the food was so good, the atmosphere is lovely there.
The place just has this magic vibe. I would love to get married there if the capacity of the house was bigger.

Thoughts of Finn




Finn daydreaming about humping dogs...

Love this photo; the sky always puts life into perspective doesn't it?!