Showing posts with label Budapest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Budapest. Show all posts

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Budapest, Hungary IV

Do you consider the coffee shop your second home because you'd rather hang out at Starbucks than your messy apartment? You can't have a good day if anything comes between you and your morning cup of coffee. You probably know the coffee menu better than any other restaurant menu. We joke that in Seattle (the birthplace of Starbucks), people need so much coffee to stay perked in the gray, drizzly weather. There's a cafe culture in Budapest that was thriving long before you learned that all the hip people in your home town hang around coffee shops. 

By 1900, there were more than 600 cafes in Budapest, double the amount of Starbucks in Seattle, and more than any other country in Europe (excluding Paris). A cafe in the old Budapest was a social institution, not just a place to indulge in all things sweet and forbidden. It was a meeting ground for intellectuals, writers, poets, critics, and painters. You could get a level of education by hanging out in cafes. One debate that got heated in a cafe led to a revolution. All the cafes in Budapest used to be open 24 hours a day, so you could meet with other crazies at any hour of the day or night. When a new cafe was opened, the keys were thrown into the river to prevent closing. 

And you thought Seattle was serious about it's Starbucks.

These days, the cafes in Budapest are more like traditional cafes around the world, a place for a casual meeting over a cup of coffee and slice of cake. They also open and close at a decent hour every day. However, many of the beautiful buildings that were once cafes are still open to this day. 

We were particularly struck by one cafe that you can find upstairs inside Alexendra Bookstore on Andrassy Boulevard. The cafe is enormous, lined with gorgeous stained glass windows and arched mirrors. Every bit of the walls are decorated with woodwork, gold, and marble. The ceilings are vaulted and covered with beautiful frescoes (painted by the same artist who painted inside the Budapest Opera House and Saint Stephen's Basilica). From the ceiling hang luxurious chandeliers. On one side of the room stands a baby grand piano for afternoons with live music, on the other side stands a confectionary display filled with beautiful edible things. It honestly feels like a room inside the king's palace where a formal ball should take place! Turns out it's just a place to satisfy your sweet tooth and caffeine hankering.

This post starts with some photos from the Alexandra Book Cafe, followed by more shots around the city. 

- Julia

Write the names of you and your lover on a lock and attach here. Throw the key into the river and your love will last forever. You might have seen this tradition in other place places like Paris and Rome, but Hungarians claim it started here.
Beautiful buildings that were bombed in WWII were replaced by simple Communist blocks like this one (under the Soviet occupation). This building has been nicknamed the Spinach Palace because it stands across the river from the Royal Palace and contrasts so much from the other beautiful buildings along the river bank. Also, this is after the Spinach Palace got a face lift on the exterior... it used to be worse.
"The Little Princess" was the first non-communist statue created in 1989. Hungarians love her because she's small and feminine, not like the bulky, muscular communist statues the Soviets left behind. Prince William liked her so much when he visited, that he had a replica installed in the Buckingham Palace in London. Put your hands on her knees to make a wish.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

A Winter Soak

When our friends told us we absolutely could not miss Budapest, one of their selling points were the Hungarian public baths. There is something about soaking in hot water that is irresistible to me (even if it means soaking with a bunch of strangers). Since we were in Turkey at the time, we skipped the Turkish hamams because we were looking forward to the ones in Budapest.

There are close to a thousand hot springs in the country of Hungary--it's no wonder the city is known for it's baths. The thermal baths in Hungary have a long history, beginning with the Roman baths which were used for therapeutic purposes and then developed by the Turks during Turkish occupation. Some Turkish bath houses in Budapest are still in operation today. There are also Hungarian baths from more recent times, influenced by the Hapsburgs.

We chose to visit Szechneyi Bath, partly because it's the biggest thermal bath in Budapest and mainly because it allows men and women to bathe together (there are some public baths in Budapest for men only and just recently they decided to modernize and reserved one day a week for women!).

We didn't really know what to expect, except a pool with hot water. When we approached the Szechneyi Bath, I almost kept walking right past it. It was too big and beautiful a building to go bathing in. But sure enough, this gorgeous neo-baroque piece of art surrounded by manicured lawns was the bath house. I felt like I was entering the doors of a royal estate, and the lobby was no less grand than the exterior. After buying a pass (about $10), we passed through an enormous locker room to the baths.

We found that the enormous mansion-like building had rooms and rooms (more like a maze) full of pools, all at different temperatures. Yuriy and I had a ball skipping from pool to pool, dipping our toes into the water, and only sitting in the hot ones. Each pool is clearly labeled with the temperature of the water (ranging from ice cold to burning hot), but degrees in Celsius still don't quite register in my head. This isn't your dinky neighoborhood YMCA. The baths are set in gorgeous tiled rooms with high ceilings, decorative arches, and woodwork.

But wait, that's not all. When you step outside, there are even more steaming pools in the courtyard! And with the frigid winter temperatures, I don't think a hot soak ever felt better. Fountains, statues, flowers.. the place is a beauty, and you can't help feeling like royalty.

Despite the beauty, I did have quite a few thoughts about what was swimming in the water that did not belong on my body. Sitting around in hot pools with sweaty strangers doesn't sound very appealing when you think too hard about it scientifically. But never mind that... oh the beauty!

We ended our stay at the bath house by cleansing our pores in the eucalyptus-scented sauna.

This is not one of those tourist activities that you go to see once, take a few snapshots, and never think about again. I have no doubt in my mind that my next trip to Budapest will include a trip to a local bath house. If you ever find yourself in Budapest, please go.

- Julia