Recovery Day
The greater part of the day was spent traveling - almost 7 hours from Maribor to Budapest. Fortunately, we were on a train, which is far and away the most comfortable and reliable mode of transport there is. On the train, we met a couple of gals from Scotland. Upon arriving at our hostel in Budapest that evening, we were pleasantly surprised to find that it seemed to be managed by a bunch of hippies from around the world. This was made apparent in several ways: the place is a "no-shoe" zone, half the staff members have dreads, and fortune-tellings are a normal part of the check-in procedure (apparently Curtis is going to be rich and I'm going to find my soul mate soon). After, checking in, Curtis and I got some Thai food near the hostel (Pad Thai is now one of my new favorite foods) and we later met up with the Scottish girls at a pub for some beers. Hungarian beer is quite good... and quite cheap.
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