As I mentioned above the weekend was primarily about drinking and catching up on over 4 years of gossip from the UK but my wife and I took a stroll down the River Danube on Sunday morning, it was pretty grey an miserable but here are some shots.
This is one of Budapests more quirky tourist busses, it picks you up in the city then drives down to one of the slipways on the Danube and ploughs straight into the water and does a trip down the Danube. As you can see conditions were not exactly the best for it!
This was the only bridge that we walked passed that was not shrouded in grey and drizzle, it is the recently refurbished Margit Bridge.
This is the dome on the Hungarian Parliament building.
Street lighting in Budapest is very elaborate and made of cast iron and all cast with the Symbol of Hungary.
Possibly the most sobering and toughing memorial I have ever seen anywhere in the world is this on the banks of the danube, created in 2005 Gyula Pauer and Can Togay and sits in a fairly unassuming position on the banks of the River Danube between the Parliament building and the Chain Bridge. It honors the Jews who were killed by fascist Arrow Cross militiamen in Budapest during World War II, after being ordered to remove their shoes they were shot at the edge of the water so that their bodies fell into the river and were carried away.