Forword - Don't Do This
A word of advice folks: do not do major re-configuration of your computer while you are still jet-lagged and / or short of sleep. I reinstalled Windows (in English this time) on my new replacement puter after I arrived home, and forgot to back up my latest data before I did it. So I am having to re-compose all of the text in this photo-post. And Post-revival Windows XP is giving me some insubordination involving poor response to keypad tapping.

And Ubuntu ((9.04 and 8.04.3 both) is failing to connect to my sister's WPA wireless. Rowrbazzle. "Welcome to the Hotel California." Sigh.

On t'other hand, my people and cat are all glad to see me and vice-versa. There's worse.

Back to Budapest
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Not just a funny-looking little old car: this is an honest-to-goodness Trabant ("Satellite"), aka Trabi. A two-stroke car made in the former German Democratic Republic, it belched pollution, and ran all-but-indestructibly. Some years after the Fall of the Wall, the Trabi became a kitchy symbol of its former country. The standing joke was that you could double its resale value by filling the tank with gasoline.

Anyway, somebody in my Buda neighborhood keeps a Trabi and parks it on the street leading down the hill to the tram stop.

The Fountain at Moszkva Tér
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Moscow Square, where many tram lines converge, and the Metro stops underground, has a large jaggedy metal fountain that is complicated enough to be interesting. The central part features a colorful tile mosaic.


Along the Danube
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The rest of these pictures are all within a couple of hundred meters of the Danube, that North to South axis through the heart of Budapest.

We start out on the Buda (west) side of the river, so anything you see across the river is in Pest.
(Like this big ol' spiky building whose identity I don't think I ever learned.)


Bethany Square
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has a small fountain, a Metro stop underneath, and an old market building with a new shopping mall inside.
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Crossing the Danube by Metro, we are now in Pest.

Anything across  the river (or on a hill) is in Buda.

These teenagers had a fine old time standing in the path of the sprinklers and giggling when the water  hit them. 
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A well-dressed metal man stands on a small metal footbridge over a real pond in a small corner park.

People seem to love having their picture taken with him.
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