You know how when you travel, a place can be nice, but only in a superficial and touristy way? Like, you enjoy it of course, but you don’t feel like there’s enough substance left to visit again anytime soon? I feel that way frequently when I travel — but not for Budapest.
As my sister and I flew from the Netherlands to Hungary, I realized how little I knew about the country. I didn’t know anything about Hungary aside from brief mentions during history class. I hazily imagined a quaint, sleepy city, but really had no idea what to expect. Continue reading