Our first night in Pest, we ended up traipsing the streets in search of a good place for a drink with a group of travelers that we met at the hostel... ended up at this HUGE dance club thing feeling sort of out of place, danced and made the most of it, then headed home... got a bit lost on the way back, but made it home nonetheless. This picture was taken at the good place for a drink, a little pub with very red lighting, before we were finagled into club mode. Thus ends day one.

One of the may beautiful buildings that are pretty much all over the place.

A view from the top of Buda.

Heading up a slippery slope to the Buda Castle Palace, where we poked around the History Museum for a bit.

I like.

The Chain Bridge, with the House of Parliament in the background.

Ah, snow.

Going under the bridge made the most sense, and here is where we encountered birds fluttering amongst the branches of a naked tree.
Crossing the street can be quite difficult in Budapest, and jaywalking in not always an option. At this point Sara and I are trying to figure out (while also in awe of the beautiful hillside covered in a crooked staircase) how to get to the other side of the bridge and continue our walk next to the river. We investigated the jaywalking option, realized that we would essentially be crossing a freeway and decided against it.
And the walking begins... We decided to go for a walk almost immediately after arriving at the hostel, as it was only noon by the time we were all settled in. This is the more modern of the bridges (the Elisabeth Bridge) that cross over the Danube River.
On the train heading to the hostel. We stayed in a great place called "11th Hour Cinema" which was located in an old building right in the middle of everything, and had an impeccable selection of movies (hence the name).

On Friday January the 22nd of this lovely year 2010, my dear friend Sara and I embarked on an adventure, for real this time. Unlike the Palamos randomness and utter lack of planning, we went to Budapest, then Berlin with many things to see, places to stay, and plenty of socks. Since it's the dead of winter, we were a bit nervous about our preparedness for the snow, but all in all we stayed warm, and were able to brave the cold. Actually, traveling in this type of weather was pretty awesome. Rather than be amongst tons of tourists, and dying of heat (summer), the streets are quiet and white, the buildings are all heated, and as long as you're equipped with the necessary accessories, walking around in the cold is quite fun!