The worked at my favourite. Chapter 4. Part 3. Basilica. Istvan

-So honey, before you jumped another 9 not, and you have the eyes of the clear has rasleela! Sleep some more sensitive and you will have happiness! I thought, waking up again not in the best condition.In General, all as always, head — tear off and throw it away.

With these thoughts I rolled over to the other side and continued watching the next color sleep! As it says, the best morning is when you Wake up and realize that you will not have and continued to sleep.

11 the situation has not changed much, but the right nasopure suddenly began greedily to inhale the air! I put in my mouth "lidocaine" candy on the belly tablet and decided to explore the sights. Last night before bedtime it was decided anywhere anchor is not removed, but remain in Budapest to not smacking a fever, calmly examine other beauties of the city and slept better after that, head home. So before bed I went down to the Desk and extended my stay for another day.

Not sleepy, exactly how to get up! I urgently had to decide what I'm going to look and where to walk, because I've only got one day!

Plans set up a bunch! First was going to walk to the Basilica. Istvana, then look near the Parliament building and touch it, to hit the streets, enjoying the architecture, towards evening wander to some recommended online guide restaurant in order to eat delicious Hungarian cooking, then ride through Budapest and to enjoy from the opposite Bank of the Danube all the same Parliament, but in the spotlight, and on the way back, bought all the food so on the way to nerezinovoy not to die of hunger!

About to touch I have my own thing. Each time, hoping to see it live some another crazy build whether it is the pyramids of Giza, or just some arch-arch-interesting building, I need to touch him. You may laugh, but I need to feel it. It's one thing to just look at some well-known creation, the other to touch him. So in Egypt a long time I stood and meditated most of the great pyramid. Here many say that they are nothing interesting in itself does not represent, and when I leaned against her ass, threw his head back and looked at how tiny I am compared to this edifice, then to talk about that pyramid thing I do not dare.

Generally have noticed that I plans — 2 incompatible things, these plans do not pay me any attention! They do not care about what I want, because they have an opinion! So I built them, and then they built me...

As a conscientious and honest stratopheric violator of the laws of another state, before the walk, I first decided to ask at reception where I Bech, for this was to prepare for the next dialogue gestural and tourism English.

Without hesitation, pomaci in front of the girl's pink bag, which rested neatly folded receipt with a fine, I have no long monologues and attempts to explain what happened to me, nervously screamed:
-Help!
She first surprise shuddered, but, having considered the contents of the sachet, gently chided, and then we have a nice laugh over the incident:
-Well, what about You?
Magic! surprised I threw in response and drew my hands in the air something amorphous, with view to nowhere.

Online the girl found some sort of address something there, I wrote it on a piece of paper and pointed to the path on the map and wished good luck! Then I'm satisfied with the work done and sparkling dialogue went to pay the fine! Another exit from the room, I decided that today, no trips by car, only walking! I've had enough heart attacks leopard! Another week had passed, and my heart is pounding! Oh, something stung! Moreover, I love to walk, and the weather had +11 and sun!

Leaving the hotel, I was populicola his white-winged man, wished him a peaceful rest and sailed away in an unknown direction!

When they reached the office, which according to the girl from the reception, I was able to pay my Korepanova, I have zapelengovali a large concentration of cars with strange markings and flashing lights on the roof.
-Here it is - lair of angry civil servants, almost sent me to the light!-squinting, I hissed.

Approaching the door and pulling her by the hand, said with regret that the office is closed! A little twisted around, and turned a little... And decided that honestly wanted to pay for his mistake, and brought the money, but if so... well I their duty honestly performed, my conscience is clear! SIM bowed and went to walk around the city!

Of course, you could look into any Bank and try to explain to them that I want to donate money again nervously squeal "Help!" and pomaci bag nose from some pretty Bank teller, but at that moment in my mind firmly settled the idea that I did everything I could! In short the payer of fines from me worthless!

The worked at my favourite Chapter 4 Part 3 Basilica Istvan Here he is cursed!

I remember that before the trip to Japan, I was so afraid that I will not release at the border because of numerous unpaid receipts for speeding that he gathered all the boxes and comedical a huge pack as much as 18 something thousand (6000 including tax for the six months of owning the car) and in good faith went to give the money to the state. From that moment, and it's been 1.5 years, not a single fine for speeding more than I had received. Tippu-tippu-tippu!

So, the first point of my hike was listed Basilica. Stephen, I turned Navigator for pedestrians and went to the target. Datopal to the destination, satisfaction jingled Hungarian coins in the pocket and confidently moved inside.

The worked at my favourite Chapter 4 Part 3 Basilica Istvan Normal photos outside the Basilica itself I do not! Because the light is very bright sun, and nearby buildings cast shadows too hard...

The worked at my favourite Chapter 4 Part 3 Basilica Istvan This picture did not put in the collage... I like it because the sun here is highlighted exclusively the third eye

To my surprise the entrance was free but the door was a sacrificial box with the inscription reading: "ye who enter here, kindly donate 200 forints or 1 oyro". Seeing this inscription, telpay our visitors with cries of outrage turned around and went away! To be honest, it got me in silent horror! Don't people feel sorry for 1 Euro to enjoy the beauty of this beautiful Basilica? From the outside it looked quite majestic and pompous, perhaps, I would have compared it with the Temple of Christ the Savior in Moscow! More resourceful part of our Russian tourists through the one throwing coins and making face bricks, took place inside. Honestly, it was a shame for Russia.

Near the entrance stood two aunts and argued:
-Give me euros!
Why? Still no one checks, you threw a coin or not!
-God sees everything! — answered first and with these words aptly threw a coin into the box, and then with quiet soul went inside.

So here!

Continue to tell you about what beauty was waiting for me inside I will not, and will simply show all in the photos. Although yesterday's Church. Matthias impressed me much more! My advice to you, will be in Budapest, you will first visit the Basilica and then the snow-White Church the fisherman's Bastion for in reverse order, I personally was a bit disappointed.

The most insulting that the Basilica is not suitable for hand-held shooting. Inside is very dark and normal images it would have been only with a tripod. For this reason, please do not be angry at the bad quality photos, I was far from ready.