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the many faces of hungary 2010 #2 . zalakaros

this little town is the place were we always stay. you can find private appartements all around and if you don't want to do anything at all ( like cooking for yourself and doing whatever you want to do, haha ), you can still choose one of the many hotels. zalakaros is a well known spa town 30 kilometres away from the balaton lake. if it's not too warm you can visit all kinds of sights, like castles ( medieval and baroque ), little wildlife parks, bright markets with thrifting spots, museums ( puppetry, torture, local history ), the famous puszta plains or the gorgeous capital of hungary, budapest and well, many, many more.
unfortunately it was simply TOO warm so we mostly managed to go swimming, haha. and eat. a lot. i guess i gained 2/3 kilos while we were there, haha. it's all gone now, though, since working has a dieting affect on me.

we're visiting hungary since 11 years now, and i still have not seen EVERYTHING. i guess i need another 11 years to see the rest of hungary. or move there.

well, some expressions of zalakaros:

a typical hungarian gate.


details of the gate.



sign to a pottery.


i like these red post boxes.


sweet red wine.


yeah. hungarian food is very rich. and so tasty. it's the food of doom.


after you've eaten your enormous portion it's time for palinka. booze. schnapps. it's good for your belly and keeps you warm. well, unless you only drink one. after 2 or 3 more you're saying goodbye to your mental health.


and you see fish everywhere. like in oldboy. haha.


in the spa area.


the trees had the pox. well, actually not, it's some kind of sealing, so the trees won't grow branches anymore. imagine a branch reaching into streets: i guess it would mean damaged cars, haha.


one of the hotels.


the window store in our appartement. i liked it a lot.


villas are standing everywhere. and then, on the other side of the town, you'll see poor little huts where the gipsy people live. huge contrast.


the huts look kind of like this, except this is just an old farm house in which nobody lives in. i'd like to restore this house and live a gypsie life. oh, dreams.


view onto the balaton region.


the new entry building of the spa.


menu board.


to show you how hot it was...


yes. 42 °c in the evening! we had no other choices than jumping into the water all the time.


hungarian desserts are delicious! cream cakes, enormous ice cups with a lot of fruits and strudel were making my heart happy, happy, happy. this crispy apple strudel was angelic.


enjoying muskotálybor ( muskateller wine ). teljesen finom! ( totally delicious! )

next: hungarian skies.

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