Countdown to Budapest x

We're sitting in a coffee shop in Brasov waiting for our sleeper train to Budapest and I am so excited! I have wanted to go to Budapest for ages and ages and have a fairly long list of what I would like to do including Thermal baths, the much talked about 'Ruin pubs', visiting the Budapest Opera House, walking up Castle Hill, going on a cruise on the Danube and the House of Terror. Just EVERYTHING...

Chris is excited for the Mai Mano House of photography and the various design markets ( I think) and the Ruin pubs.

Oh and to try all of the amazing food that Budapest has to offer...apparently it's all about goulash and Paprika so we'll see what tasty little delicacies we can find.

I also thought I thought I'd run through a few of the classics from this holiday so far:

1 - Chris: (walking in Moldova) Oh look that horse is pregnant....You can see the baby kicking!
Me: No I think it's old and is twitching to get the horsefly off its stomach...

2 - Chris: (Moldovan countryside, middle of the night, pitch black) Jane what was that? What was that noise?
Me: Silence
Chris: Seriously what was that, are you ok?
Me: I just got out of bed to go to the bathroom and head-butted a chair, it hurts...I can't see anything...

4 days later I still have a purple nose...Oops

Over the last few days we have had enforced chill out as Chris had food/alcohol poisoning, combined with visiting everything that Brasov has to offer. Walked up Mount Tampa, seen an Organ concert at the Black Church, the main square, the various Bastions that surround the city and the the white and the Black Tower. It's also turns out that Romanian's here don't think I'm bonkers for running. They do it here too.

Oh and there is chewing gum on the floor everywhere. I also think it is possible that the Romanian's taught footballers how to spit.

Jane