Fall & Winter 2024

września - grudnia 2024
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  • Budapest: Wrapping Up Our Day

    17 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ ☁️ 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: Day 2 Dawns With A Supermoon

    18 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ 🌙 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: A Stroll Around Pest

    18 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ ☀️ 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: Szent István Basilika in Pest

    18 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ ☀️ 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: Hospital in the Rock

    18 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ ☀️ 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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  • Bye Bye Budapest

    18 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ 🌙 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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  • Welcome to Mohács, Hungary

    19 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ ☀️ 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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  • Mohács: Touring Pécs

    19 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ ⛅ 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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  • Mohacs: Museum Kanizsai Dorottya

    19 października 2024, Węgry ⋅ ⛅ 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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  • Vukovar, Croatia: Heroes City

    20 października 2024, Chorwacja ⋅ ☀️ 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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