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Statue overdose.. in a good way

Another totally successful sightseeing day in Budapest except I couldn't get Hilary to lie down with the Communist statues as it was raining rather hard and she thought she would get wet but now I am going to post the picture of her being part of the battle scene in the National gallery obviously she was impaled and then fell off the picture and landed on the gallery floor it's kind of our own take on Modern Art mixed in with traditional....

That was yesterdays little escapade - today we went to Memento park where all the old statues from the Communist era are placed in memory of that different time. It was very murky and wet and it was really rather fitting weather to view these amazing pieces of art - although I did miss the sun.



Fortunately the day did brighten and in the afternoon we went to explore downtown checking out the completly over the top beautiful parliament buildings and St Stephens Basillica (complete with withered hand reliquary)... more statues more lions and more amazing stonework and gargoyles.  Considering so much of Budapest was bombed and lost during the war the remaining buildings and some of the rebuilds are fairly magnificent with some stunning stonework detail some in better repair than others but even the shabby have an air of grandeur slightly reminisent of Havana.  We finished with an evening drink in one of the the so called ruin bars.  These are old building that are fairly derelict and now are turned into a funky bars full of bizare but interesting objects and art of various sorts.  They are mainly part of the club scene now but we being old ladies went early...had a glass of wine and then went to find something nice to eat (not hard to do)




I have finally worked out how to transfer camera pictures to my tablet hence the plethora of photos... this blog writing on the tablet is definetly a work in progress!

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