• Ilok, Croatia: Medieval Old Town

    October 20, 2024 in Croatia ⋅ ☀️ 64 °F

    Good thing we had the TV tuned to the bow camera! Otherwise, we would not have seen Ilok coming up around 2:30p … half an hour ahead of schedule … even though we were late leaving Vukovar by the same amount of time.

    In any event, forewarned is forearmed. We were ready to disembark the ship to do Ilok on our own when it was tied up and the gangway was extended. Mui and I were the first off and hot-footing it into town … minutes before 3:00p. We weren’t hurrying to get ahead of everyone. Rather, with the sun setting at 5:48p, we wanted to make the most of the daylight hours to see what we could see.

    Ilok is the easternmost town in Croatia … right on the Danube, which in this section, forms the country’s border with Serbia. With a population around 5,000, it is a small place. And today being Sunday, it felt like it was completely deserted. Except for a few people on the terrace of the Hotel Dunav — overlooking the river — there was not one soul around on the streets. That would change later as more and more of our fellow-passengers walked into town to check it out, but by then we were long gone … up the hill to the castle.

    To reach the top of Fruška Gora Hill, we followed the simple directions from Michal, our Program Director … “Follow the road into town and take the steps on the right side of the street, after about the fourth or fifth house.” I think the steps were actually after the 6th house, but no matter. We found them and began the trek up.

    The hike up wasn’t bad at all … especially since we took it easy, stopping frequently to enjoy the views. We detoured to a small overlook near the top for distant aerial views of the city and the cemetery. And then, we continued up to walk through a break in the fortifications and enter the medieval old town.

    In addition to the 17th century Odescalchi Palace (home to the Ilok Town Museum), there are a number of interesting places to see in Old Town. To name a few … the remains of the 13th century St. Peter's basilica and the medieval castle walls; the 14th century Sanctuary, Church and Friary of St. John of Capistrano; the newer 15th century fortress and walls erected by Nikola Iločki; the 16th century Ottoman türbe [tomb] and hamam [bath house]. There are also the residences where the locals live, and a beautiful park and public gardens … dating from the 18th and 19th centuries.

    Our first stop was the Sanctuary, Church and Friary of St John of Capistrano … only because it was the first thing that caught our eye, its orange brick walls glowing in the afternoon sun. Constructed in 1349, the church predates the citadel and castle. It is here that Capistrano came to die. He spent many days in a chapel in the church and died there in 1456. This cell-chapel has been preserved as it was back then.

    Leaving the church, we wandered around to the back to see what was there … the church tower and a building with the doors locked … perhaps the friary. We were outside the fortifications at this point and got to enjoy the expansive views. In the foreground … the Dunavac, which the “Visit Ilok” website describes as a permanent backwater running between the Danube and the old town on the hill; in the middle ground … the port area with Rinda mostly hidden by trees; in the background … the Danube with Serbia on the other side of the river.

    Having now spent 20 minutes in and around the church, it was time to move on. We meandered for a bit, stopping frequently for photo ops. Like the Buda Castle District, the citadel has a residential community. But there were no locals around … just a small number of tourists, including some from our ship.

    Noticing that the museum was open, we went in to find a collection of exhibits and a temporary art exhibit … I’ll do a separate footprint to show some of what we saw.

    We continued our meandering further into the citadel, using a spire peeking out from behind some buildings to guide us. Turned out to be an Orthodox Church … closed. On the way back, we cut through the park to check out the views. A peaceful green space that invited us to sit for a while.

    On our way out of the park, we came across the 16th century Ottoman hamam. It was locked up tight, so we didn’t dally. Going back out the same break in the fortifications, we made our way down and then retraced our route to where Rinda awaited us. When Mui found a path through the vegetation, we detoured to check out the Dunavac. The mossies were out in full force, but the reflection of the citadel on the calm backwaters made it a worthwhile detour nonetheless.
    
By 5:30p, we were back on the Rinda. All aboard wasn’t until 6:45p, but it was starting to get dark. When the sky started to take on some color, I decided to head up to the Sun Deck to enjoy a delightful sunset. Swatting away the mossies that were making a pest of themselves, I took a couple of photos, waiting until the colors disappeared to head down again. The daily briefing, and dinner … and we called it a day.

    Tomorrow we’re in the first of three Serbian ports on this itinerary. It will be interesting to hear the Serbian side of the war history and how it differs from the Croatian point of view.

    By the way, we’ve been instructed to collect our passports before we leave the ship tomorrow morning for our walking tour … and keep them until we are told to return them to the front desk. Why? Serbia requires that we carry our passports with us at all times Likely because they are not part of the EU yet.
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  • Vukovar: Eltz Palace

    October 20, 2024 in Croatia ⋅ ☀️ 59 °F

    Well, we got some DIY time at our tour stop in Vukovar. But only because Mui and I split off after Helena told the group where and when to meet.

    Eltz Palace, which originally dated back to the 18th century, is considered to be one of the “… most monumental feudal architectural complexes in Slavonija, comprising the palace, former residence of the Eltz family; four baroque-style manor houses where the administrators of the large feudal estate used to live; farm buildings; the St. Roch Chapel; the Greenhouse (“Oranžerija”); present-day gallery; and gardens extending from the palace to the Danube.”

    Our actual destination here was the Vukovar Municipal Museum, housed in the palace since 1966, but founded in 1946. At that time, the exhibits were in the mail coach building. During the Homeland War, which started in 1991, the complex saw heavy bombardment by the Yugoslav People’s Army. The palace was completely destroyed, as was much of the collection. Some of the 50,000 pieces held by the museum were either ruined to the point where no restoration was possible, or lost — never to be found again, or taken to Serbia. Diplomatic efforts returned some of the items to the museum, but they had to be exhibited at a different location for a while due to the damage to the palace.

    The Municipal Museum returned to Eltz Palace in 1997. It wasn’t until the completion of a four-year restoration project in 2011, however, that the palace regained its pre-war appearance.

    To say that our visit to the museum was a high-speed affair would not be an understatement. We had somewhere between 30-40 minutes to see what we could see on the three floors of the museum. I could have used another hour — two would have been better … especially after I found the traditional costumes and other ethnographic exhibits.

    To make time for the exhibits, I skipped the screening of the video about Vukovar — before and after the war — that many in the group went to see with Helena. I’m sure it was interesting, but the audio was in Croatian, with Helena translating into English … which I could hear through the QuietVox headset as I wandered around. From a personal point of view, I am satisfied with my choice.

    When our museum time was up, we returned to the Rinda, which was scheduled to leave Vukovar at 1:00p for today’s second port of call.

    It was such a lovely-weather day, with the sun warming things up, that we decided to have an al fresco lunch at the Aquavit Terrace on deck 3 forward. We did have to put on our jackets when the Rinda started to move, but it never became uncomfortable. Definitely a pleasant way to cruise down the Danube.
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  • Vukovar: Osijek Tvrða

    October 20, 2024 in Croatia ⋅ ☀️ 54 °F

    After our stop in Bilje, Osijek — the fourth largest city of Croatia — was our next stop.

    Our brief visit to Osijek concentrated on the Tvrða, the 18th century Habsburg defensive fortress, which is on the tentative list for UNESCO World Heritage Sites. One might also call it the city’s Old Town.

    The 1712 fortifications of the Tvrða — citadel — were built as a defensive measure against future Ottoman invasions. Except for the demolition of all but the river-side fortress walls in 1920, the area is preserved as the Baroque military compound that it used to be … though the buildings have been re-purposed. The former City Guard Building, for example, now houses the Archaeological Museum; the Palace of the Slavonian General Command is now the home of the University of Osijek; other educational institutions as well as cafés and shops occupy some of the smaller buildings; and approximately 3,000 households live in residences scattered around the citadel.

    The bus dropped us off at a parking lot across the road from the citadel. Apparently, this is where the new visitor center is going to be when construction is completed. Then it was a simple matter of crossing over to the citadel.

    Our stroll around the old town area was leisurely. Reaching the Holy Trinity Square, Helena briefly discussed the Holy Trinity Column that was installed in the square in 1730 as a plague monument. She pointed out the volutes (scroll-like ornaments) around the pedestal … atop which are statues of the four protectors against the plague — Saints Charles Borromeo, Francis Xavier, Roch, and Sebastian. The four statues around the outer edge of the column — Immaculate Virgin, and Saints Catherine, John Nepomuk, and Joseph were added in 1784 … taken from two of the city gates.

    While in the square, Helena also pointed out the two buildings I mentioned above, as well as St Michael Church. We did not get anywhere near the church, which was built by the Jesuits during 1725-1748 on the foundations of the Ottoman era Kasım Paşa Mosque.

    Circling back to where we entered the citadel, we passed the grey and white striped building of the Franciscan Monastery of the Holy Cross. As we continued along some of the back streets, Helena pointed out houses with bullet and/or shrapnel damage.

    All too soon, we were back on the bus for the ride back to Vukovar for the last stop of our tour.

    Thus far we’ve not had the promised free time in either Bilje or Osijek. I wonder if we’ll get any time on our own in Vukovar?
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  • Vukovar: Bilje … Concert

    October 20, 2024 in Croatia ⋅ ☀️ 50 °F

    Our 4-bus convoy was split into two for this morning’s tour. We all left within minutes of each other, but two went to the farthest point of the tour and two went to the nearest point. In group C, we started far with a 50 minute ride to the town of Bilje … a municipality of Osijek. If I recall accurately, Helena said the population is around 5,600.

    At the community center, we attended a 15-minute concert by Martina … performing songs such as “Ave Maria” and “Amazing Grace.” She sang mostly in Croatian, but also in English Turns out that she is the local celebrity, gaining fame when she participated in the Croatian Idol TV program. Though she didn’t win, she apparently became more famous than the act that won first place. She has since traveled worldwide, singing in prestigious venues … such as the Sydney Opera House.

    When we left the concert, the locals were just leaving mass at the Catholic church next door. Since we were waiting for people who were using the facilities, I went in for a quick look-see. Others followed, but none of us stayed long. It was another 20 minutes or so before the bus arrived to collect us for the short ride to our next stop.

    We enjoyed Martina’s performance. That said, the extra time it took to get to and from Bilje, combined with the concert duration and WC break, would have been better used at either of our next two stops.
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  • Vukovar, Croatia: Heroes City

    October 20, 2024 in Croatia ⋅ ☀️ 45 °F

    Rinda was already tied up at its berth in Vukovar when we woke up this morning. I drew open the curtains to find mute swans swimming just off our French veranda … their plumage identifying them as older cygnets and a couple of adults. It was too dark to capture any decent photos then, so I am glad they stuck around until we returned from breakfast.

    Our included tour from this port took us to three places. But before I get to those stories, a few things from the immediate port area. And a few bits of information our guide shared as we left Vukovar for the first stop on the tour.

    One thing at the port that caught my eye in particular was a stack of concrete blocks … with decorative architectural elements that only became visible when I approached to take photos. From a distance, they looked like headstones that were toppled over … like so many fallen domino tiles. They weren’t, but my initial impression wasn’t wrong either. When I asked Helena, our Osijek-based guide, about the blocks, she confirmed them as a memorial art installation. It was the sculptor’s intent that viewers of the memorial think of them as headstones. You see, the concrete blocks represent the houses that were destroyed during the Croation War of Indepence … commonly referred to as the Homeland War.

    Why such a memorial here?

    Vukovar, situated at the confluence of the Danube and Vuka Rivers, is known as the City of Heroes. It is here that the war that led to the break-up of Yugoslavia began. It is here that the first stand was made against the armies of Slobodan Milošević. The result of the war … Croatia, Montenegro, Serbia, Slovenia, Bosnia & Herzegovina, and Montenegro all gained their independence.

    The current population of the city is around 20,000 … which is half of what it used to be before the Homeland War. The tragic events that played out here certainly did a number on the area. Helena told us that the percentage of buildings destroyed in Vukovar during the war is similar to the percentage of buildings destroyed by the atom bomb in Hiroshima. That paints quite a picture!

    Helena also told us about the Vukovar water tower, which was hit 641 times during the war. Considered a symbol of the ravages of the war, it was re-opened not long ago as a memorial and has an observation terrace that one can climb up to. We were able to see the water tower from a distance, but no time to check it out for ourselves.

    Though the city has been brought back to life, and most of the homes have since been reconstructed, we did see evidence of the war as we drove out of Vukovar … with Helena pointing out buildings that have yet to be restored. I found taking photos from the fast-moving bus impossible. I especially regret not being able to get a decent shot of the heavily damaged train station with its pink walls still in ruin … a perfectly sad representation of the destruction wrought by the war.
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  • Mohacs: Museum Kanizsai Dorottya

    October 19, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ⛅ 66 °F

    The drive from Pécs back to Mohács was uneventful and we arrived shortly before 12:30p. Once we entered the city, I kept an eye out for restaurants and cafes … someplace where we could have lunch and then go for a wander around town. No luck. Everything was closed. In fact, the entire town felt deserted. So, we decided to head back to the Rinda with everyone else and have lunch there.

    Sustenance ✔️. Time to get back out for a wander around Mohács. At least get some exercise.

    As luck would have it, we turned a corner on one of the streets and found ourselves standing in front of the Museum Kanizsai Dorottya. And it was open for another hour. Paying the admission — senior rate ~$2.60pp — we began a whirlwind tour of what turned out to be a gem of a museum. So glad we didn’t miss it … even if the reflections on the glass display cases made photographing the beautiful exhibits very difficult to impossible at times.

    Founded in 1923, the museum is named for an exceptional female figure in Hungarian History … Dorottya, the Lady of Siklós Castle. During the 1526 Battle of Mohács, she is known to have joined the priests and serfs to bury the dead in mass graves. Married to a government official second only in rank to the Hungarian king, she was one of the most influential women of her time. The brochure we received explained that she “… raised and married off the poorer noble girls in her court, donated estates, founded churches, and helped the needy.”

    The primary focus of the museum is historical and ethnographic research of the Mohács area. As the only South Slavic institution in Hungary, the artifacts in its collections serve to preserve the cultural heritage of the Croatians, Serbs, and Slovenes in the country. The museum was initially intended to be a way of commemorating the tragic Battle of Mohács. However, when Roman and Migration Period artifacts were found nearby, the purpose of the museum grew.

    The best word to describe the collection is eclectic … sculptures to wood carvings; to Ottoman household items and weapons; to folk costumes and textiles; to pottery pieces and archival photographs; to musical instruments and wedding flags; to jewelry and embroidery samples; to traditional furnishings and burial items; to a Visual Treasury that includes pieces of the Mohács black and glazed pottery, as well as painted dowry chests, dressers, and wardrobes; and so much more.

    There was even a display of busó masks and full-sized mannequins representing the busójárás … aka busó walking or march of the monsters. Held at the end of February, the busójárás is a six-day carnival that celebrates the end of winter. The much anticipated festivities at Mohács are, in fact, inscribed on the UNESCO Intangible Cultural Heritage List.

    Here’s how this masked carnival is described on the UNESCO website: ”… named for the busós, frightening-looking costumed people (traditionally men) wearing wooden masks and big woolly cloaks. The festival is multifaceted, including a children’s costume contest, a display of the art of mask carvers and other craftspeople, the arrival of more than 500 busós in rowboats on the Danube for a march through the city alongside horse-drawn or motorized fantasy vehicles, the burning of a coffin symbolizing winter on a bonfire in the central square, and feasts and music throughout the city. The tradition originated with the Croatian minority in Mohács, but today the busó is a general emblem of the city and a commemoration of the great events of its history. …”

    “With a southern heart and a thousand colours.” Those words, on the cover of the brochure we were given when we purchased our admission, are the perfect description for the museum. Whirlwind visit or not, the museum provided us with a glimpse into the cultural traditions of Mohács and the region. We were so engrossed in the exhibits that the staff had to literally come and find us so that they could close up shop.

    By 4:30p we were back on the Rinda doing the usual end of touring things … napping for Mui; downloading and sharing photos for me.

    We got a surprise during the briefing today … which was delayed until Rinda left its berth at 7:00p. Looks like what was to have been an afternoon tour in Vukovar, Croatia is now a morning tour. The ship will then cruise to Ilok where we will have a couple of hours on our own to explore the town while we wait for the all-day tour participants to return to the ship. Sounds like a good plan!

    (Unfortunately, the captions that go with the photos are, in many cases, too long to include in full in the footprint.)
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  • Mohács: Touring Pécs

    October 19, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ⛅ 54 °F

    “You have to smile when you say the name of the city to get the pronunciation right.” That’s what our guide Zsuzsi — call me Susan — advised us on the way to her home-city of Pécs for today’s included tour … about 22 miles from where the Rinda docked in Mohács.

    As a city with a long standing multi-ethnic cultural history, including a rich heritage left over from the 150-year reign of the Ottomans, Pécs is one of Hungary’s major cultural centers. It is a European Capital of Culture City and the Roman-era early-Christian necropolis near the cathedral is a UNESCO WHS. We were, thus, looking forward to the tour, and especially the free time we were promised to DIY our way through parts of the city.

    Unfortunately, due to a motorcycle rally at our destination, things didn’t go quite as planned. Yes, we visited the sites on the itinerary, but it was rushed, and in some cases, we missed out on highlights … at least our group did. And the promised free time was reduced to a mere 35 minutes … which left us with a limited area to explore before we were rushed back to the buses. The issue, as it turns out, wasn’t just the rally crowds. Rather, the roads in and out of the city were going to be shut down at noon for the bike parade and we needed to be gone before then.

    We made the best considering the circumstances, but I must admit that we were more than a bit disappointed. On with the story.

    Our first stop was the Pécs Cathedral … formally, Saints Peter and Paul’s Cathedral Basilica. The foundations of the church date back to the 4th century, which falls within the city’s Roman Period. The building was modified and expanded in the 11th century … during the reign of St King Stephen. And then, again and again over the decades, construction and restoration of the building had to be repeated due to damages sustained from fires and sieges. A church that started out as Romanesque in style in the 11th century ended up as neo-Romanesque by the time of the final reconstruction between 1882-1891.

    We briefly paused outside the cathedral for Zsuzsi to point out the statues that once decorated the façade and tell us about the bells in the two southern towers of the church … Mary, Paul and Frances in the eastern tower; Peter-Bell, the 8th largest in Hungary, in the western tower. The latter, which dates back to 1819, is only rung on important church holidays — and for no more than 32 seconds — to avoid damaging the tower with the bell’s vibrations.

    Frankly, I have no real recollection of what the guide said about the church and the crypt, and the ornate details. What I do remember is Zsuzsi singing in the 12th century cross-vaulted, five-nave crypt to illustrate its amazing acoustics and then encouraging a group sing along of “Amazing Grace.”

    We exited the cathedral and walked around to Dóm Tér [Cathedral Square]. Continuing across the square, we turned around to look back at the church flanked by two yellow buildings … the Cathedral Museum to the right, the Bishop’s Palace to the left. Incongruous, I thought, was the modern statue of Franz Liszt, leaning out over the railing of a balcony of the palace, which dates back to 1770. Turns out that the statue was installed to commemorate Liszt’s 1846 visit to Pécs. At the time, Liszt stayed at the palace as a guest, and apparently gave three concerts in Pécs … one of which was at the cathedral.

    Next, a very short walk from the square led us to the UNESCO heritage-listed Cella Septichora … the largest known building in the Early Christian necropolis that dates back to the Roman Period … when the city here was named Sopianæ. The name refers to the seven apses of an octagonal building that might have been a mausoleum. Today, the visitor center — named for the Cella Septichora — houses eight sepulchral buildings, but there are others around Pécs as well.

    The tombs at Cella Septichora are distinctive in that they are underground burial chambers with memorial chapels built over them above-ground. That they are highly decorated with Christian-themed sepulchral art, adds to their unique nature. It was this art that I was most disappointed in missing. Why we didn’t see them is a mystery since at least one of the groups saw at least one decorated burial chamber.

    (The Google Arts & Culture link shows some good images of Cella Septichora: https://artsandculture.google.com/story/bwVR1cF…).

    From the necropolis, we made our way to Széchenyi Square. On our way there, Zsuzsi mentioned that there were two festivals in the city today … though we still didn’t know about the road closure schedule at this point. One involved hundreds — if not thousands — of bikers and their rides … gathering to celebrate what they consider to be the end of the motorcycle travel season. I don’t remember what the other event was. It doesn’t matter, because it was the bikers that were front and center … the square had been designated the staging area for the bike parade that was to come!

    It was at this point that we got an another disappointing surprise. Zsuzsi said that we would have just 35 minutes of free time before we had to gather at the nearby Roman Catholic church to walk back to the bus. Whaaaat?

    One of the places in the square is a mosque-turned-church. Unusual, because it is usually the other way around. The Downtown Candlemas Church of the Blessed Virgin Mary was built as a mosque on the orders of Gazi Kâzım Paşa sometime after the Ottomans occupied Pécs in 1543. It remained a mosque until the Habsburg-Hungarian troops re-conquered Pécs. It was converted into a church in 1702; the minaret destroyed by the Jesuits in 1766.

    Forget getting into the church or seeing the view from what was then a mosque … which Evliya Çelebi, a Turkish traveler, praised in his travel writings in 1663. We could not get anywhere near the building through the mass of bikers filling the square. With only 35 minutes of free time, we likely wouldn’t have had time for the visit anyway.

    Instead, wading through the bikers and bikes near our end of the square, we went for a stroll on the pedestrian-only Király Street. Lined with shops and cafés, this street is billed as a lively place to visit. Except that everything was closed today. One gelateria was open — Venezia Fagyizó — so we got ourselves some delicious gelato as a treat and continued our walk. We made it as far as the National Theater of Pécs. A few camera clicks and then it was time to return to our group.

    Wouldn’t you know it? There were a number of people who did not rejoin the group at the designated time. I don’t know whether this was on purpose or simply because they couldn’t figure out how to get back to the meeting spot in front of the Saint Sebastian Church. Either way, we ended up killing quite a bit of time just standing around, waiting for them. Thankfully, there was an art-nouveau Zsolnay fountain in the small square that provided me with the means for keeping occupied.

    Once everyone was gathered, we followed Zsuzsi to where the buses were waiting for us outside the city center so that they wouldn’t get stuck within the zone that was due to close by noon. It wasn’t a lengthy walk by any means — nor was it very difficult. We even made a quick stop outside the synagogue for photos. Nonetheless, there were a lot of complaints about having to cover the distance on foot.

    Within minutes of the noon deadline, we were driving out of Pécs and back to Mohács.
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  • Welcome to Mohács, Hungary

    October 19, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☀️ 46 °F

    We were still about two hours from Mohács when our day dawned with a colorful sunrise that painted the Danube as well as the sky in hues of pink and orange.

    With the promise of a busy day ahead, we got ready and headed to the dining room for a leisurely breakfast. Not many others were around at that hour and we enjoyed a a quiet meal with another early-bird couple who were history aficionados. Like us, they were wondering if we’d be anywhere near the Mohacs battlefield where the Ottoman army — under the command of Kanuni Sultan Süleyman … aka Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent — fought and defeated the Hungarian army in 1526 … and then stayed to rule the country for the next 150 years.

    (The short answer to that question is … no, we were well south of the actual battlefield.)

    We were still at breakfast, when Rinda approached its berth at a pontoon pier along the edge of the city, which is protected from floods by a high embankment. The tour buses could not, therefore, get to us. We had to go to them. That meant a 5-minute walk along the top of the embankment to get to the parking lot … easy peasy.

    A pleasant walk on a pleasant day. Sunshine and blue skies; warm temps; terracotta pots along the embankment filled with flowers … some of them a little past their peak at this time of the year; ferries standing at the ready to carry passengers and vehicles from one side of the Danube to the other.

    Nice start to a day that would be seeing us exploring two cities … one on a tour; another one on our own.
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  • Bye Bye Budapest

    October 18, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ 🌙 48 °F

    Too weary from being on our feet all day, after the tour of the Hospital in the Rock, we decided to call it quits. It was after 4:00p anyway. Using the walking path, we took the shortcut down to the river level and crossed the Danube back to the Rinda.

    We had just enough time to clean up and go to the briefing for tomorrow. We shared our dinner table with the Aussie/Canadian group … laughing at the coincidence of finding myself sitting next to Barbara when the lights came on after the video screening at the Hospital in the Rock. It’s great to find like-minded travelers with which to share memories. We were having so much fun at dinner that we closed down the restaurant tonight.

    It was after 9:00p when we returned to the cabin. Mui lost no time in going to bed. I needed to get my notes completed for today’s journal, so I stayed up and was awake an hour later when the Rinda slowly shifted away from its berth to begin the cruise to our next and last Hungarian port of call.

    Staying in the cabin, I watched from our French balcony as we cruised past the twinkling landmarks on the Buda side of the river and continued way past Margaret Island. It seemed odd to be retracing our sail-in route. Wasn’t Mohács in the opposite direction? I’m not sure where and when the ship flipped a u-ey on the river and turned back the way it came, but that’s what we did.

    By the time, we were in front of the Parliament again, it was past 11:00p. I didn’t have to check my watch to confirm the time. None of the landmarks were lit up anymore.

    We had a great couple of days in Budapest … but there is still so much to see and do. Where and how we will squeeze in a return is TBD, but we have another return-to-destination now on our list.
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  • Budapest: Hospital in the Rock

    October 18, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☀️ 63 °F

    Or more accurately, Szıklakórház Atombunker … Hospital in the Rock Nuclear Bunker. Though it has never been decommissioned, it is a museum since 2007. This was our destination after we left the Central Market Hall.

    Getting off tram #2 near the Rinda, we dropped off a few things in our cabin before making our way across the Chain Bridge on foot. A hike through a park-like setting took us to the top of Castle Hill. Then we made our way to the Árpád Tóth Promenade and found the elevator that takes visitors down to the entrance of what was once a hospital-turned-nuclear-bunker … located literally under the Buda Castle District.

    To visit the hospital, one must take a tour. Arriving at 3:01p, we barely missed the start of the English-language tour. The woman at the desk checked to see if she could squeeze us in, but the tour was already maxed out. So, she offered us two choices … wait for the 4:00p English tour; or join the Hungarian tour that was about to leave … with audio guides provided gratis so that we could listen to the commentary in English. We opted for the latter.

    It was a fascinating tour, with wax figures depicting hospital scenes from back in the day. The audio guide gave us plenty of information at each stop we made along the tour route.

    The Hospital in the Rock was built in a 6-mile long natural cave system that was used for various reasons as far back as the Middle Ages. Construction of what was intended to be a fully-functioning emergency hospital and air raid shelter began in 1939 and the facility was completed in 1944.

    Initially, the purpose was to provide care for civilians. Later, medical services were extended to soldiers as well. There was no consideration of gender, race, religion, or ethnicity here. Anyone who needed medical treatment — including German soldiers — were provided care by the staff … which consisted of 40 doctors, nurses, and aides. The hospital had the best equipment available at the time … and generators allowed the staff to use them even when hospitals above ground were unable to function.

    A facility that was intended to treat 60-70 people saw a major increase in patients during the Siege of Budapest in 1944-45. Records show that at one point more than 600 wounded soldiers were treated … the staff aided by volunteers and Hungarian and International Red Cross personnel. This increase put a strain on food and medicine … to the point that medical supplies were recycled by taking them from corpses, sterilizing and reusing them. Conditions were challenging, but the hospital continued to provide treatment and care.

    The hospital closed its doors to patients after WWII. For a while, it was used to produce typhus vaccines. In 1956, at the start of the revolution against Soviet rule, it re-opened as a functioning hospital. A few years later, the facilities were expanded and upgraded to serve as a nuclear bunker … designed to survive a nuclear or chemical attack even while continuing to function as a hospital.

    As I noted above, it was a fascinating tour. No photos, alas … not allowed. But I did pick-up a few postcards — not the best quality — to scan and include with the words in this footprint.
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  • Budapest: Szent István Basilika in Pest

    October 18, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☀️ 50 °F

    This footprint is a little out of order because I wanted to write about our stroll around Pest in general before writing about the only real stop we made this morning.

    Szent István Basilika — that would be Saint Stephen’s Basilica in English. And yes, located within Budapest’s UNESCO World Heritage designated area — is named for ‘that’ St Stephen … the founder and first king of Hungary who was canonized after his death in 1038. His right hand, by the way, is in the reliquary.

    It was still quite early — just past 9:00a — when we stopped by the church. The square in front was empty, making it easy to get photos without having to dodge people. After a brief discussion and a peek at the interior photos we found online, we decided to go inside. At the ticket office, we checked out the different admission options and settled on the one that included access to the panoramic terrace … which meant that we also got to check out the Treasury.

    Though fundraising to build the church started in the 1810s, it wasn’t until 1851 — after the War of Independence — that the construction work commenced in earnest. Despite setbacks — such as the collapse of the cupola due to defective construction — the building was completed over a period of 40 years. It was dedicated in 1905 and designated a minor basilica in 1931.

    During the siege of Budapest in 1944-1945, the roof, towers and external walls were all damaged. However, the cellar remained intact and was used not only for the safekeeping of items from the Hungarian National Archives, but also as a refugee shelter. It wasn’t until 1983 that reconstruction work began … lasting some 20 years. In the interim, Pope John Paul II raised the basilica to the rank of co-cathedral.

    The interior was worth the cost of admission … mosaics, murals, a marble pulpit with a beautifully carved wood canopy; marble columns topped with gilded capitals; pews with wooden carvings; altar cloths featuring traditional Hungarian lace and embroidery; stained glass windows of saints … and one featuring the Holy Crown of Hungary; a pipe organ from a factory in Pécs; and of course the mummified hand of St Stephen in its ornate reliquary … which, on his feast day, is taken out for a walk … or so I read.

    The basilica is described as Budapest’s grandest sanctuary. In many ways, it is. But I must admit that I found the painted walls and frescoes of Matthias Church more intriguing … with a degree of ‘simplicity’ in its ostentation … if that’s even an appropriate description. Of course that’s from the perspective of someone who visits churches simply to see the decorative elements. Parishioners would likely disagree.

    After wandering around the church, we went up to the panoramic terrace, which encircles the main cupola of the basilica. One can take an elevator to get up to the terrace, which is nearly 215 feet above the ground … making it the highest lookout point in Pest. The alternative is to walk up 364 steps. We opted for the elevator to go up and the stairs to go down. Even still, from the elevator lobby at the Hall of Knights, we ended up walking up 42 steep, catwalk-style steps to reach the terrace.

    From this vantage point, one can walk around the exterior base of the main cupola … no fingerprint-smudged glass to contend with … just open air. The stone balustrade of the terrace was high and made taking certain photos of the aerial views of the city difficult, but I managed, calling on Mui for help when necessary.

    Our final stop was the Treasury where a collection of ecclesiastical items are on display … amongst them, a ceramic scale model of the Holy Crown of Hungary; a bronze moulding of a church gate; chalices … including one gifted by Pope John Paul II; candlesticks and censers; vestments … including one made from an Ottoman carpet dating back to 1600. (While the pattern included typical Ottoman designs, the fabric looked more like a tapestry than a carpet.)
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  • Budapest: A Stroll Around Pest

    October 18, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☀️ 46 °F

    As Darlynn & Roy, our Aussie friends would say, we got to ‘lay in’ for a bit this morning! Up at 7:00a instead of 6:00a!

    After a leisurely breakfast, we were off the ship around 8:45a to enjoy our second day in Budapest. There was still plenty to see and do in the Buda Castle District. But we decided to start off with a DIY exploratory stroll around Pest. The nature of our stroll was such that there’s really not a story to tell … a slow meander with streetscape photo-ops; an unplanned stop at St Stephen’s Basilica; a perfect chimney cake break; interesting buildings. I’m going to skip our church stop for now and focus on a few of the other highlights.

    Our first opportunity to click the shutter came right outside Hild Square Park. Here we found a statue that depicts a Rikkancs (paperboy) selling issues of “Blikk,” a Hungarian tabloid that has been in publication since 1994. It was designed by sculptor Lajos Szőke when he was 100 years old. The paperboy looks like ones we’ve seen in movies set in the early 20th century. I couldn’t resist this photo-op.

    We meandered from one street to another, veering off our ‘figurative path’ whenever something caught our eye. Eventually arriving at Deák Ferenc Square, I found statues and fountains … and a little further down a side street, at Szervita Square, a building decorated with what I later found out is an art-nouveau mosaic mural of Our Lady of Hungary.

    Eventually, our feet led us to Gelateria Pichler. Not only did the place have a 4.7 rating for its gelato, but it had “hand-rolled chimney cakes baked fresh from scratch.” Time for a break.

    Mui got the chimney cake ice cream cone rimmed with pistachio sauce and pistachio & dark chocolate gelato. I was tempted to follow suit, but wanted to give the traditional, cinnamon/sugar coated chimney cake a second chance … even though an electric oven was used for the baking. Oh my … it was sooooo good! Soft and fluffy inside, but with a crisp shell that spiraled apart like it is meant to do when done right.

    Tummies happy, we decided to walk in the direction of the Central Market Hall via the pedestrian-only shopping area. We had no intention of shopping, but the Gobelin and lace work in the window of one of the shops called our name. We ended up buying one of the larger doilies to frame as a souvenir of this trip … and picked up a few of the smaller ones as gifts. We’ll get the framing done in İzmir where we have a guy that does a great job for a few dollars … or at least that’s the impact the cost has on our wallet when compared to how much they charge for framing jobs in the US.

    Central Market is also known as the Great Market Hall. Located near the Pest end of the Liberty Bridge, the idea of building market halls to establish a retail network and regulate the sale of wholesale goods dates back to the 1860s. But it wasn’t until 1897 that the plans came to fruition with the building of this market hall.

    The hangar-like building is filled with stalls, which continue up to a mezzanine that rims the building. The wrought iron staircases that provide access to the mezzanine add an element of elegance.

    I had read that the place is usually packed with people. Today was no exception. People were shopping for everything from produce and meat products, to pastries and candies, to different types of paprika and Tokaji wines, to beautifully handcrafted embroidery and lace products, to cheap Chinese-made tourist gewgaws. Those who weren’t shopping were eating at one of the many small food stalls.

    We wandered around for a while … debated getting a bowl of goulash from one of the eateries. But we were still stuffed from our chimney cake treats. Instead, Mui got himself a couple of marzipan balls to go and we left to pursue more sightseeing opportunities … a decision that garnered us a ride on tram #2, which stops near the market … free for those who are 65+. Yay!
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  • Budapest: Day 2 Dawns With A Supermoon

    October 18, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ 🌙 43 °F

    Woke up to the tolling of the church bells!

    It was still dark. The supermoon added just enough light to silhouette the buildings on the Buda side of the Danube. I enjoyed the scenery for a while. Then, closing the door to the French balcony, I went to get ready for the day.

    The next time I looked, the sky was brighter. The Matthias Church and Fisherman’s Bastion had taken on a peachy-pink color as the sun rose in the east. The supermoon was passing behind the bell tower.

    A not-to-be-missed photo op.
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  • Budapest: Wrapping Up Our Day

    October 17, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☁️ 61 °F

    Our route from Buda Castle to the Chain Bridge cut through residential neighborhoods. It was a pleasant walk that gave us a brief glimpse into the lives of the locals. Soon enough, we were playing chicken with the traffic at the roundabout near the Chain Bridge.

    The formal name of the bridge is Széchenyi Chain Bridge. The first part of the name is in reference to the square to which it is anchored on the Pest side … named for a major supporter of the construction of the bridge. The chain portion of the name is in reference to the iron chains that support the bridge deck.

    This first permanent bridge across the Danube was designed by an Englishman and built by a Scottish engineer. When it was opened to service in 1849, it was one of the world’s largest bridges. The lions at each of the abutments were installed in 1852. Its decorations are all cast iron. As with so many other structures in Budapest, the bridge suffered great damage during WWII. The Russians blew it up as they were retreating in January 1945, leaving only the two towers upright. Rebuilt, the bridge was reopened in 1949.

    We had a pleasant stroll across the bridge, stopping to take photos of the scenery from our side of the bridge. If we remember to do so, we’ll try to use the other side of the bridge tomorrow to check out the views from that perspective.

    Approaching the Pest side of the bridge, we got a close look at the Viking ships that were now rafted with the Rinda. Darn! Our vessel was sandwiched between the other two.

    It was a little after 3:00p when we stepped back on the ship. From the coffee station, we grabbed some beverages and muffins — chunky chocolate — and went to the cabin to rest until the evening briefing. Dinner was with our new Canadian and Aussie friends.

    After dinner, Mui and I went for a stroll along the waterfront on the Pest side. We made it as far as the Parliament before turning back. Along the way, we came to “The Shoes on the Danube Promenade.” Consisting of 60 pairs of shoes of the type that might have been worn in the 1940s, it is a memorial to the Hungarian Jews who, in the winter of 1944-1945, were shot on the banks of the Danube River by members of the Arrow Cross Party … a Hungarian fascist movement established in 1937. There are men’s shoes. There are women’s shoes. There are children’s shoes. It is an incredibly moving memorial. I later read that it was installed in 2005 … the brainchild of Can Togay, a Turkish-born Hungarian film director, actor, poet, and cultural diplomat.

    It was dark. There were too many people sitting or kneeling in the empty spaces between the shoes. And besides, since the stroll was a last minute decision, our phones were charging in the cabin. So, no photos … but I found some to share here from Wikimedia… with the appropriate credits.

    By the way, the Gymir left sometime during dinner, so Rinda is on the outside of the raft again and we have our Buda view back. I am enjoying the twinkling lights of the city as I finish up today’s journal at the desk. It’s almost 11:00p and the landmarks will go dark soon.

    We get another full day to explore Budapest tomorrow!
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  • Budapest: A-Wander Around Buda Castle

    October 17, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☁️ 61 °F

    We left the upper terrace of the Fisherman’s Bastion by way of the stairs at the other end, went for a walk to the far side where a café is housed in one of the bigger turrets, and talked about what to do next.

    The Castle District, which is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, is also a National Memorial. It is the oldest part of Budapest … the area richest in monuments. From 1247 onwards— except when under occupation— it was the administrative and political center of the Hungarian State. And until the mid-20th century the palace of the monarch, the prime minister’s office, and some ministries were also here, along with numerous foreign missions. Nowadays, it is the cultural center of the Hungarian State.

    All this to say that there were plenty of places to visit. But we wanted to get away from the tourist sites and find some peace and quiet. So, we settled on an aimless meander of the back streets of the District. Here we found residential buildings; a tree-lined promenade with expansive views down and across Castle Hill; narrow alleys that afforded glimpses of steeples and towers with tile-roofs; and more. What we didn’t find was a whole lot of people. Perfect!

    We stopped briefly at the historic Church of Saint Mary Magdalene … the tower of which is now often referred to as the Buda Tower. Not much remains of the church, which was constructed in the 13th century … after the Mongol invasion. Just a few foundation walls remain … and a partial reconstruction of what was back in the day a multi-story Gothic window. The tower has been restored, and it is possible to pay to climb the 170 steps to the top. We decided to take a pass today.

    At the base of the Gothic window, we found a bronze replica of the coronation mantle of the Hungarian kings. It is the work of a sculptor by the name of Tibor Rieger, who worked on the piece for four years between 2000 and 2004. He opted to create the bell-shaped mantle completely spread out so that all of the detail is visible. Amazing detail at that.

    A nearby plaque explained that the original mantle was donated by King St Stephen and Queen Gisela in 1031. It was made of Byzantine silk, embroidered with gold and silver. It was used in coronation ceremonies since the late 12th century. The plaque went on to say that it was worn by Francis I for his coronation at this location and last covered the shoulders of Charles IV in Matthias Church in 1916.

    Instead of retracing our steps back to the hub-bub of the Castle District, we returned via Nándor Street. Another quiet street where we found buildings in need of some TLC … obviously the restoration project had not reached some of them. Where the street junctions with Fortuna, we got a closer look at the National Archives of Hungary, which was purpose built between 1913-1923 to “… serve as a repository for national treasures, holding the most extensive collection of fundamental charters, documents, and coats of arms created over the past thousand years of the country’s history. The oldest document preserved here dates back to 1109.”

    It was only 2:30p when we got back to Trinity Square. But we’d been on our feet practically non-stop since 8:30a … with just a short break at the café. Our feet were making their displeasure known. So, we decided to call it quits for the day.

    That didn’t mean that we would be taking a load off anytime soon, however. Nope, we still had to make our way down to the Danube and cross to the Pest side. I suppose we could have gotten an Uber or taken a public bus. But hey … these feet were made for walkin’ … aching or not. Back to the Fisherman’s Bastion we went to use the ceremonial staircase and make our way to the Chain Bridge by way of residential neighborhoods that gave us a peek at daily life.
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  • Budapest: Buda Castle … The Bastion

    October 17, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☁️ 57 °F

    One of the landmarks of the Buda Castle District is the Fisherman’s Bastion … Halaszbastya in Hungarian. It is located behind Matthias Church. We knew from its location that it probably offered some amazing views of the city. Thus, we headed there after our snack break.

    Here, we were greeted by a statue of St Stephen, which we had noticed earlier when we were visiting the church.. Stephen I was the first king of Hungary … the founder of the state. He was canonized 45 years after his death in 1038. As such he is considered the country’s spiritual patron. The day celebrated as his feast day is also the State Foundation Day.

    In light of how far back the history of the Castle District goes, it is surprising that the statue has only been installed since 1906. Nonetheless, it is an impressive, well-executed statue with beautiful detail work despite — or perhaps because of — the interventions to the sculptor’s original design. The result … St Stephen is on horseback — not on the throne — with the Holy Crown on his head. Also, because Emperor Franz Joseph objected to the spear that was placed in the king’s hand, it was changed to a double-cross. While some may have found the decorations of the saddle cover distracting when the statue was unveiled, I thought it was a lovely piece of craftsmanship.

    Stopping at the sales window near the statue, we purchased tickets to go up for a wander along the top of the Fisherman’s Bastion. This was perhaps unnecessary since the views are just as easy to see for free elsewhere around the viewing terrace. But I liked the idea of checking out the towers and turrets, and as I was hoping, it proved to be a good vantage point for photographing Matthias Church. The admission was under $2pp so it wasn’t a huge expense anyway.

    Considering the bastion’s neo-Romanesque style, one might be forgiven for thinking that it is quite an old structure. After all, this was one of the styles popular during Medieval times. In fact, it was’t until 1895-1902 that the bastion was constructed as a scenic lookout terrace on the base of the castle walls. Like so many other structures in the Castle District, the bastion was damaged during WWII. It was restored, of course.

    The seven towers of the bastion represent the seven Hungarian chieftains who brought their tribes to present day Hungary in 895. As a matter of history, without these tribes, there might not have been a State of Hungary. It is said, that the bastion is named for the guild of fishermen who historically lived below the castle walls … in an area known as “Fishtown” or “Watertown.” They were responsible for defending that section of the city walls during medieval times. While the guild might be the generally accepted namesake of the bastion, there is apparently no real proof that is the case.

    As we slowly strolled the bastion pathway, we enjoyed the panoramic views of Buda and Pest laid out below us … the Danube meandering between the two like a café au lait ribbon. Spectacular.
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  • Budapest: Buda Castle … Kürtőskalács

    October 17, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☁️ 55 °F

    When the group left Matthias Church, Mui and I stayed behind … advising Valeria that we would be making our own way back to the Rinda. This had been our plan all along. It worked out well and I was able to wander around the different parts of the church at leisure and take photos from different vantage points.

    When we left the church, it was around 11:30a. Time to try a local pastry known as the chimney cake.

    We followed our noses — there was a sweet, cinnamon infused aroma wafting on the air — to a nearby café/bakery and found what we were looking for there.

    Kürtőskalács is the name by which this pastry is known in Hungary. The sweet dough is wrapped around a cylindrical baking spit, rolled in sugar, and placed over a charcoal fire … though if the baking is being done inside, then electricity has to be used to fuel the fire. Finally, when the chimney cake takes on a golden brown hue, the baker adds a coating. That done, the pastry is slipped off the spit … steam rising from it … much like smoke does from a chimney. Hence the name.

    The bakery we went to had an outdoor set up, so our chimney cake — oversized and easily shareable by two people — was baked over a charcoal fire. When it was ready to be coated, we opted for the traditional cinnamon. And then we sat down as a small table outside and started tearing into our special treat. The outside of the pastry is supposed to be crispy. Ours was crispy-ish. The inside, which is supposed to be soft and a little doughy, was too thick and perhaps a little undercooked. It definitely did not unfurl apart like it was supposed to do. Nothing wrong with the taste, though.

    We’ll try our luck again tomorrow
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  • Budapest: Buda Castle … Matthias Church

    October 17, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☁️ 46 °F

    We started our day with a panoramic tour around Pest … our guide Valeria pointing out landmarks along the way. I don’t like panoramic tours. They are code for coach tours where if you get off the bus at all — which is rare — it is for a quick photo op. The saving grace this morning was that we’d be walking in Buda. I was so very happy when we finally made our way across the Chain Bridge and headed up to the Castle District for the second half of our tour.

    Buses are not allowed at the very center of the Castle District, so we were dropped off a short distance away … near the WCs. Once everyone had taken advantage of the facilities, we walked around the corner and through what Valeria described as a residential area. As we got closer to the District center, shops and eateries were added to the mix of buildings.

    Approaching Trinity Square, we spotted a beautiful, heavily ornamented building in the distance that we thought was our destination. We were wrong. We had to walk a couple hundred yards further for Matthias Church — formally, the Church of Our Lady of Buda Castle — to become visible. WOW! To my uninitiated eye, the style of the façade looked quite similar to the first building, but this one was far more grandiose, and it had a 255-foot tall bell tower that pulled the eye ever-upward.

    While there was a church here that was founded in 1015, it was a smaller one. The current church was founded in 1242 by King Bela IV when he moved the royal residence from Esztergom to the Buda Hills … due to the destruction wreaked by Mongol invaders. One would think then that the church would have been named after King Bela. Rather it was named after King Matthias the Fair as he is the one who remodeled and expanded it in the Gothic style. That was in the 15th century. The bell tower was added at that time as well.

    Matthias Church, which was used at times for the coronation of the emperors and empresses of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, has a long history … including being converted into a mosque during the Ottoman occupation. But if I get into all that, I’ll never finish writing. So, if interested, you can Google it.

    Arriving at the entrance to the church, Valeria distributed our admission tickets and escorted us inside. Oh! WOW! I was pretty much left speechless.

    There was color everywhere I looked … in the frescoes covering the walls from floor to ceiling … and the ceilings, too; in the stained glass windows; in the arches and columns; in the centuries-old pews; in the altar and the pulpit; in the giant candleholders sprinkled around; in the small museum where two balconies made the perfect vantage point for aerial shots of the church. I itched to take photos.

    While the group sat down in the pews to listen to Valeria, I wandered around and exercised my shutter finger. The church was packed with people — independents and tour groups … ours alone brought in 42 people. I had to give up on people-less shots. Instead, I focused on the details. So glad I brought the camera with the long lens today as some of the details would have been well beyond the reach of my iPhone.
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  • Budapest: Peachy-Pink

    October 17, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☁️ 43 °F

    Late to bed.

    Early to rise.

    A little tired for sure.

    But seeing Buda bathed in the peachy-pink glow of the early morning light … well, it was worth being a little bleary eyed. Knowing that there was a good chance we would be rafting with other Viking longships before the day was over — and could possibly lose our view — I took time for a few shutter clicks before going to breakfast.

    By the time we finished our morning meal and went up to the Sun Deck for a couple of selfies, the light had changed. No more peachy-pink. But that did not stop us from taking a couple of photos before heading off to join our group for this morning’s included tour.

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    Update at 5:00p: Yes … Rinda is indeed rafting with two other longships. But we must be scheduled to leave before the others tomorrow, so we are still in the outer position. And we still have our Buda view.
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  • Welcome to Budapest, Hungary … @ Night

    October 16, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ 🌙 46 °F

    What a welcome to the second new-to-us city and country … not just of this cruise, but of our day!

    One glimpse of the city a-twinkle against the nighttime sky — even from afar — explained why PD Michal had said that tonight was going to go into our memory banks as a highlight of this cruise.

    It was 9:45p by the time we were past Margaret Island … which sits in the middle of the Danube River in Central Budapest. Bundled up against the nighttime chill — exacerbated by Rinda’s forward movement — we were up on the Sun Deck with everyone else to watch the sail in. Servers brought around cups of hot chocolate and a shot of Tokaji — Hungary’s famous wine — to help stave off the chill as we watched the fairytale scenery slide by on the Pest (left) and Buda sides of the city.

    The captain took us past the major landmarks and under the Chain, Elizabeth, and Liberty bridges. Arriving at the designated turn-around point, he re-traced our route back to the Chain Bridge … to the much-coveted berth at the base of the bridge on the Pest side. By 10:30p, we were tied up.

    So, why was it so important that we arrive when we did? Yes, the sail-in was amazing but would have been just as jaw-dropping later at night.

    The reason became apparent a little later when I went to slide open the door of our French Balcony to take a photo of the twinkling scenery … from the perspective of our cabin. The door had barely started sliding when suddenly everything went dark! Nearly pitch dark. It was like someone had pulled a thick curtain over the scenery. Turns out that on the dot of 11:00p, the city shuts off the lights … an energy conservation effort. After a while some of the city lights came back on, but the landmarks were just a dim silhouette. I’ll have to try again tomorrow night for the cabin perspective shot.

    So glad we made it to Budapest in time to see the city all lit up.

    We have two nights here … and two full days to explore the city.
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  • Cruising the Danube: Esztergom

    October 16, 2024 in Slovakia ⋅ 🌙 52 °F

    We skipped the Viking Explorer’s Society cocktails for repeaters tonight, but did go to Program Director [PD] Michal’s briefing for tomorrow ... most importantly, we wanted to hear what he had to say about our arrival in Budapest tonight. The details were still TBD, however, and all he could tell us was that an announcement would be made as the Rinda neared Margaret Island.

    In any event, the briefing was rushed. With good reason, so no complaints. Turns out that we would be passing Esztergom around 6:45p and we would have a chance to see it. The name immediately rang a bell for Mui and me. It was one that we knew from our high school history books.

    If you look at the Visit Esztergom website, it mentions Castle Hill and the Royal Castle. It describes briefly the important role they played in Hungarian history since the 10th century … how King Béla III laid the foundations of the palace complex on the spot where St Stephen, the first king, once had his residence … how walls from St Stephen’s time still stand … how reconstruction work saved invaluable cultural artifacts. But that introductory snippet makes no mention of the Ottomans … the part of the castle’s history that Mui and I studied in school.

    What we learned in high school was ages ago — or so it seems to us. Not all of the details have withstood the passage of time. Just a snippet here and there … or a name dredged up from the recesses of our minds … dates reinforced by recent research into the ports of call on this cruise — the Ottoman conquest of Mohács in 1526; the sieges of Esztergom that followed … not always by the Ottomans, by the way; Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent’s 1543 attack, which put Esztergom under Ottoman rule and made it the centre of an Ottoman administrative center; the end of the Austro-Ottoman War and the departure of the Ottomans from Esztergom in 1699.

    All that to say that we were excited to see a place resurrected in our minds from the pages of history books. Having something that we only know from our studies come alive during our travels never ceases to amaze me. I was neither a history nor a geography buff in high school … too much emphasis on memorizing dates of events, or which country grew how much wheat. But travel has changed that to a degree by giving me something/someplace real to put things into context … with focus on more meaningful information.

    Anyway, we joined our shipmates on the Sun Deck as Rinda approached the Mária Valéria Bridge, which spans the Danube bend to link Hungary and Slovakia. Behind it — perched atop Castle Hill — stood the Basilica of Esztergom … formally the Primatial Basilica of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary and St Adalbert. On its flanks were the walls of the ancient castle. Both were lit up, glowing golden against the deep darkness of the night sky. A very impressive sight.

    As we slowly cruised by, PD Michal came on the PA with information about the basilica. He explained that the dome was some 330 feet high from the floor to the tip of the cross sitting atop it. And that the church is the largest in Hungary. It was built over the ruins of seven other churches, including the cathedral that was ruined during the Ottoman occupation. Apparently, a chapel that survived the occupation was dismantled into pieces and built into the present basilica as a side chapel. The building is known for having the thickest walls in the country … some 55 feet down in the Ancient-Egyptian style temple on the lower level. Another ‘est’ is the painting on the main altar … at 44 feet by 22 feet, the largest single-canvas painting in the world.

    With Rinda reducing its speed slightly to give us the best viewing opportunity, we enjoyed the Castle Hill scenery for about 15 minutes. As the ship then continued into the night, we left the Sun Deck to go down to dinner with our new-found friends.

    But our day was far from over.

    By the way, disregard the fact that this footprint shows us in Slovakia rather than Hungary … where Esztergom is located. The river border between the two countries is such that the GPS kept popping back and forth between the countries.
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  • Cruising the Danube to Hungary

    October 16, 2024 in Hungary ⋅ ☀️ 55 °F

    Sadly, our short visit to Bratislava was over all too soon. We were back on the Rinda by 11:29a … as requested by our Program Director since the Rinda was scheduled to depart at 11:30a. It was another 15 minutes before the ship was on the move.

    But wait! The ship was moving in the wrong direction. Hungary — or more specifically, Budapest — was downriver from Slovakia, wasn’t it?

    Turns out that in order turn the ships bow downriver, the captain had to first go upriver, cross under the UFO Bridge, and spin the ship around at a designated spot. Alrighty then. No complaints. The maneuver gave us a chance to get a better view of the Bratislava Castle, which — from our berth at the Propeller Terminal — had been mostly hidden by trees and other vegetation. The bonus? We also got to see the National Council of the Slovak Republic … perched atop a cliff overlooking the Danube.

    We stayed on the Sun Deck for a while yet … enjoying the sunshine and the shoreline views. And then it was time for lunch., which we enjoyed with another well-traveled couple who delighted in sharing their experiences. We have new ideas to add to our ever-growing travel list.

    And then it was time to enjoy our scheduled afternoon “at sea” — or “at river,” in this case — as Rinda made its way to Budapest … with arrival expected well after nightfall.

    I knew that cruising the Danube was going to be different than cruising the Rhine River … which we did on a Christmas Markets cruise from Amsterdam to Basel in 2018. The Rhine tends to be busier and has a large concentration of castles and scenic landscapes in the Middle Rhine area. It also has more river traffic. The Danube, on the other hand, tends to be quieter, meandering through a more rural landscape that some describe as being bland.

    I remember that the day we spent cruising the Middle Rhine didn’t afford much time for rest … at least not for me. I was on the Sun Deck, moving from side to side, taking photos of the castles and such. I didn’t want to miss anything. That wasn’t a problem today. While the scenery was beautiful and peaceful, it wasn’t very photogenic. Mui decided a nap was in order. I figured I would take it easy … get some stuff organized … read for a bit. All the while, I kept an eye on the scenery passing outside our French Balcony.

    As is the case on the Rhine, there are a number of locks on the Danube that the Rinda will be going through. Locks help vessels navigate the different elevations along the river channel. They also assist in the management of high water … and ice conditions, where appropriate. And they are a means for managing the river traffic.

    We’ve already been through four locks between Vienna and Bratislava … all late at night while we were fast asleep. This afternoon we had our first daytime lock passage. A little after 2:00p, we entered the Gabčíkova Lock … the only one between Bratislava and Budapest. I was in the cabin, so I decided to just check things out from our French balcony … which gave me an interesting perspective on just how far down we were lowered before we could continue our cruise.

    By 2:30p, we were out of the lock and cruising the Danube proper. In this region, the river serves as the border between Slovakia and Hungary. We may have popped over to the Hungarian side a few times, but if the metadata map for my photos is accurate, we mostly stayed on the Slovakian side.

    A colorful sunset around 5:30p … and then a lovely pastel sky before nightfall with a view of the full moon between the trees. Not any old full moon, mind you. This one was a supermoon … aka the Hunter’s Moon … and the one closest to earth this year. I’ve also heard it referred to as the Travel Moon … how appropriate!
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  • Bratislava: Konditorei Kormuth

    October 16, 2024 in Slovakia ⋅ ⛅ 50 °F

    What is a konditorei? Wikipedia says that it is “a business that typically offers a wide variety of pastries and typically also serves as a café.”

    In the case of Kormuth, it is a konditorei that blends Renaissance-style frescoes with pastries, coffees, and more. The website describes the place as a confectionary that “… brings you experiential gastronomy by combining exceptional flavors and elegance with an impressive interior that will captivate you with its magical atmosphere. …” It certainly delivered on those words.

    I’m not sure if Kormuth is indeed in a 400-year-old building as I read on one website. But the place has apparently been the hangout for artists, writers, and locals, and has been around long enough to witness the changes wrought by changing political climes.

    But … on to my story.

    When Silvia, our guide, stopped in front of what looked like an unassuming building near Hlavne Namestie, the main square in Old Town, it was just for a minute or two. But that was enough time for me to glimpse an amazing interior. Walls and ceilings covered with frescoes. puppet-chefs baking and decorating cakes in one window. A mannequin wearing a Renaissance-style gown in another window.

    My “shutter finger” started twitching. I needed to get inside. It wasn’t quite 10:00a, however, and though there were people scurrying about inside, the door was locked. So, Mui and I — and as it turns out, several of our shipmates — decided to return after our tour ended.

    When we arrived back at Kormuth around 10:15a, the door was still closed. As we approached, the door opened, one of the two couples waiting outside entered, and the door closed. Turns out that the entry — lined with tables on one side and a display case filled with cakes and cookies on the other side — is quite narrow. So patrons form a queue outside and are seated one party at a time. After seeing the interior, I think they also do this because the place would otherwise be overrun by people walking in from the street just to take photos and selfies.

    Anyway, we got in line behind the couple perusing the menu. Almost immediately a long line had formed behind us. Because it was early, our wait wasn’t a long one … just a few minutes.

    When we were welcomed inside, we were escorted to a room just off the entry and given a menu to peruse. But I could not focus on the words. My eyes kept traveling around the room, darting from one colorful fresco to another, taking in the antique furnishings, and smiling at the mismatched porcelain place settings on neighboring tables. Our waiter smiled … used to this reaction. Eventually, we gave him our order.

    Service was prompt and soon we were digging into our sweet treats and sipping our hot beverages. Mui was so pleased with his coffee that he ordered seconds. My Valrhona hot chocolate was incredible … rich and thick … nearly the consistency of melted chocolate … and served with a chaser of fresh whipped cream that I spooned in to my heart’s delight. OMG … it was fantastic, but one cup was enough.

    All the while, we ruminated over the waiter’s cryptic comment when he delivered our order … “don’t miss the toilets!”

    We dawdled over our sweet treats, took photos, and eventually I went downstairs to see what was so special about the toilets! Well, there was more than the toilets to check out … stained glass windows, a staircase decorated with murals, a dungeon-like private room complete with a “man in a not-so-shiny armor.” All eminently photographable.

    And then I came to the ladies room. Let me just say that I’m not in the habit of photographing commodes and such, but these I could not resist. I even sent Mui down to the men’s room later to take a photo or two of the urinals.

    But enough words. I’ll just let the photos tell the story of what charmed us at Konditorei Kormuth. And yes, the cakes were indeed as good as we were told they would be.
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  • Bratislava: Highlights Stroll

    October 16, 2024 in Slovakia ⋅ ⛅ 50 °F

    At 9:00a, our QuietVox headsets set to the channel designated by Silvia, our guide for this morning’s included tour, we set off on a stroll around Bratislava. Described as one of Europe’s “most intimate capitals,” Bratislava was, for a period of time at least, the Coronation City of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. As a matter of fact, our meandering walk — designed to take in the highlights of Old Town — followed, in part, the Coronation Route … marked with brass crown medallions set into the pavement.

    The two-hour tour was fast-paced, but Silvia made enough stops for photos and commentary that it was also an easy one. The only building we entered was St Martin’s Cathedral … and that was just a relatively quick look-see. This was definitely more of a “quantity over quality” tour vs our preferred “quality over quantity” DIY tours. To be expected I suppose since we had no more than three hours in Bratislava … the last hour of which was free time.

    Our feet first carried us to the Opera House … housed in a Habsburg-era Neo-Renaissance style building that dates back to 1886. Then, we walked the length of Hviezdoslav Square ... named for a Slovak poet, dramatist, translator, and briefly a member of the Czechoslovak parliament. Here we found what seemed like an oddity to us … a statue honoring Hans Christensen Andersen. When we asked Silvia about the author’s connection to the city, all she could say was that he had visited Bratislava in 1841. But she was able to point out the “most photographed naked man in Slovakia” … an etching on the back of the Andersen statue depicting the naked emperor in the author’s story, “The Emperor’s New Clothes.” 😄

    As we continued our walk toward the Cathedral, we passed two memorials. The first was the Plague Memorial … an ornate column erected in the aftermath of the devastating plague that struck Bratislava — indeed much of Europe — in the 17th century.

    Next came the Holocaust Memorial, erected in 1996 to mark the spot of the Neolog Synagogue, which was demolished by the Communist government in 1969 to make way for the highway connection for the “UFO” Bridge. A single word — “Pamätaj,” which means “remember” in the Slovak language — is mirrored at the other edge of the pedestal with the Hebrew word that carries the same meaning. The words are intended as a reminder not to forget the 105,000 Slovak victims of the Holocaust.

    With the memorial located in the same square as the cathedral, it was a quick walk to St Martin’s. It was crowded inside … several groups from the Rinda; as many or more groups from land-based bus tours; independent travelers here and there as well. The present church was consecrated in 1452 and named for Bratislava’s patron saint. It was here — after the Ottomans conquered Hungary — that ten kings (and seven wives) and one queen were crowned Imperial rulers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Since there would be no free time for photos, I wandered around a bit as I listened to Silvia on the QuietVox describing the equestrian statue group that depicts St Martin, in typical Hungarian hussar dress, dividing his cloak to give part of it to a beggar as protection from the cold.

    Leaving St Martin’s through a back door, we continued toward the center of Old Town. We peeked into narrow, alley-like streets for photo-ops that included the Bratislava Castle and Michalská Gate, the only one of the original four gates into the city that has been preserved. We also learned about the traditional pastry called bajgel, aka the Bratislava rozky. Ooops! Forgot to sample the pastry, but we made up for that oversight at Konditorei Kormuth … which I will write about separately.

    Eventually, we arrived at Hlavne Namestie, the main square in the heart of Old Town … home to three of the city’s landmarks … with two others nearby. There was no time then to go into the Old Town Hall, which dates back to the 13th century. But Mui and I managed a quick look-see later when we passed by the square again on our way back to the ship.

    Silvia used the time here to talk about the Roland Fountain in the square, which was installed in 1572. Many believe that the statue atop the column depicts King Maximilian. Makes sense since he commissioned it. Thus, that is another name by which the fountain is known. But the most popular moniker is the “Peeing Boys Fountain” … for the statues of four young boys that are seemingly “taking a wee.” I’m not sure if the ‘boys’ were part of the original fountain, or a later addition, but these statues — two of which are holding hands — caused quite a stir amongst the residents in 1794 and were removed. Fear not, the boys are back! They were restored to the fountain following the 2019 reconstruction of the landmark.

    While Silvia was answering questions, Mui and I went to check out one of the three quirky statues that my research had suggested we keep an eye out for. Installed in front of the French Embassy, the statue depicts a French army soldier, bent from the waist, his arms resting on the back of a bench. Is it Napoleon mooning the French Embassy? Or is it Hubert … a soldier who fell in love with a local girl, stayed behind when the French army left, and started producing a sparkling wine named Hubert that has since become one of the most popular brands in the country. There doesn’t seem to be a consensus on which story is real, so I’ll let you decide which one you prefer.

    We came across the two other quirky statues after we left Hlavne Namestie. First, right around the corner, we found “Schöne Náci,” a famous local dandy … with a whimsical personality and impeccable attire … dedicated to spreading joy and warmth around Bratislava. The story goes that he had a habit of greeting women with a kiss and handing out flowers.

    The last statue was a little further down the road … “Čumil, Man at Work.” Čumil, is the Slovak word for “watcher.” The reason for the name becomes apparent when you realize the statue depicts a man partially poking out of a manhole, his head resting on his folded arms. He’s a peeping Tom of sorts! In fact, the smile on his face is attributed to the fact that he is looking under the skirts of passing women! Apparently Čumil was being run over by drivers. He is, after all, rather low-to-the ground. The solution was to add a “Man at Work” sign … which simply served to increase the statue’s popularity with both the locals and visitors.

    Thus, we wrapped up the tour. Silvia bid us farewell and set us free … reminding us not to be late returning to the Rinda. We had an hour to spare before all aboard … which we put to good use with a bit more sightseeing, but more importantly, with relax-time at Konditorei Kormuth. But that story is for the next footprint.
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  • Welcome to Bratislava, Slovakia

    October 16, 2024 in Slovakia ⋅ ⛅ 45 °F

    Following a quiet overnight cruise from Vienna, Rinda arrived in Bratislava … the capital and largest city of the Slovak Republic, and also the fourth largest city on the River Danube.

    As night gave way to a colorful sunrise, we enjoyed our breakfast, fueling up for the first included ship’s tour of our river cruise.

    By the time daylight broke, Rinda was at its berth at the Propeller … formerly a ferry terminal for the vessels that used to cross from one side of the Danube to the other. The pontoons along the shore were all empty; Rinda was tied up at the one smack dab in front of the main thoroughfare leading into Old Town … a perfect spot from which to launch our walking tour of Bratislava.
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  • Vienna: Last Stroll; Last Café

    October 15, 2024 in Austria ⋅ 🌙 50 °F

    Leaving the National Library of Austria, we decided to go for one last stroll in Vienna … with a purpose. We wanted to have one last coffee break before heading home to the Longship Rinda.

    Our steps took us towards Stephanplatz, and from there we found a café hidden on a side street … Leopold Hawelka. Our Viking Program Director had highly recommended the place, describing it as a coffee house with a “less touristy and more local vibe.” Our table mates at dinner last night had concurred with that recommendation. They were all correct in that respect. Unfortunately, we have to give it a thumbs down.

    It wasn’t the lack of a greeting that soured our experience. Rather it was the service. For one thing, we had a hard time getting the attention of a waiter to place our order … we just wanted a couple of traditional hot chocolates. When the drinks finally came, they were tepid. And then we had a hard time flagging down a waiter to ask for our check. After 10 minutes of this, Mui gave up and went to the bar to pay for our drinks. Nope, no tip was included … none was deserved. Not the way we wanted to wrap up our time in Vienna. But it is what it is.

    On that note, we walked back to Stephanplatz and caught the U1 metro back to the port. We arrived at the Rinda a little before 6:00p, which gave us time to drop off our stuff and go to the briefing for tomorrow.

    The captain expects to arrive in Bratislava around 6:00a. Unfortunately, it will be a short day in port. But at least we will be docked in the heart of town, so we can make good use of the extra hour we will have before the all aboard at 11:30a. Rinda is then scheduled to depart for Budapest. Why such a short day? The captain wants to get us to Budapest before 11:00p to see the “city landmarks a-twinkle.”

    Two new-to-us cities and two new-to-us countries await us tomorrow.
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