
August 30 | Gödöllő to Budapest
Here's something that happens often. A lot of people would go someplace and come back and talk about how great __A__ was. I'd go to the same place or event, and come back and talk about something completely different. Like that one day when I went to the cake ceremony and had an amazingly fun time, only to be told later about how much I missed out by not coming to the air show. Yeah, as far as I know, nobody from BSM ever saw the cake.
Well, today twenty of us (I think) went to a palace in a town suburb to Budapest. The castle was basically a museum with fancy stuff inside and we had a tour guide show us around. (I hate tour guides.) I can't show you the interior because I was not allowed to take pictures. It was cool, I guess. But what really caught me was the scenery from the train ride. We were above ground and could see how the 10-story Soviet-era condominiums gave way to orange-roofed cottages with gardens, how those slowly disappeared, revealing a green suburban landscape, how it transformed into a forest of a composition which I did not recognize before finally settling to the town of Gödöllő.
It's hard to take pictures from a moving train, especially through a window, so I uploaded the best one I could manage. But it's not something many would understand: "I went to the Gödöllő castle on Sunday, and my favorite part of the trip was the train ride."
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