JANUARY
      31,
      2007
     
    
   
   
    
     
      THE
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      Kristi
      Kelly
     
     
      Contributor
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Budapest
      -
      which
      is
      actually
      Buda
      (the
     
     
      city
      to
      the
      right)
      and
      Pest
      (the
      lower
      city
     
     
      to
      the
      left)
      kinda
      grouped
      together...
      was
     
     
      quite
      the
      adventure,
      and
      fair
      warning,
      I
     
     
      am
      about
      to
      explain
      what
      was
      my
      first
     
     
      completely
      and
      utterly
      awful
      experi-
     
     
      ence
      throughout
      my
      travels,
      so
      you
      may
     
     
      sense
      some
      bitterness!
      Looking
      back
      I
     
     
      still
      grind
      my
      teeth
      when
      I
      think
      back
      to
     
     
      parts
      of
      that
      trip
      -
      mind
      you,
      overall
      the
     
     
      city
      redeemed
      itself
      but
      man
      oh
      man...
     
     
      where
      to
      begin!
     
    

    
     
      So,
      after
      a
      long
      day
      of
      train
      travel
      and
     
     
      some
      pleasant
      banter
      with
      two
      othet
     
     
      Canadians
      and
      two
      Aussies
      we
      met
      on
     
     
      the
      way,
      we
      finally
      arrived
      in
      Budapest.
     
    

    
     
      It
      was
      already
      late
      at
      night,
      dark,
      chilly
     
     
      and
      we
      had
      no
      sweet
      clue
      how
      to
      get
      to
     
     
      out
      hostel.
      FOUUUUUN!
      Considering
     
    
   
   
    
     
      we
      had
      lots
      of
      travel
      and
      little
      sleep
      over
      .
     
    
   
   
    
     
      the
      past
      few
      days...
      I
      wasn’t
      exactly
      in
      the
     
     
      most
      cheery
      of
      moods
      and
      the
      fun-lov-
     
     
      ing
      characters
      in
      the
      train
      station,
      frankly,
     
     
      weren't
      looking
      all
      that
      fun
      loving.
      (Note
     
     
      to
      any
      travelers
      out
      there:
      Safety
      in
     
     
      numbers!!)
      We
      made
      it
      out
      of
      the
      train
     
     
      station
      in
      one
      piece
      and
      with
      hostel
     
     
      directions
      in
      hand,
      we
      headed
      right
      for
     
     
      the
      subway.
      Seeing
      as
      it
      was
      fast,
      and
     
     
      efficient
      it
      was
      our
      best
      option
      at
      such
      an
     
     
      hour...
      however,
      we
      noticed
      something
     
     
      quite
      strange...
      all
      the
      ticket
      terminals
     
     
      were
      closed
      for
      the
      night.
      Not
      one
      open!
     
     
      Being
      the
      honest
      travelers
      that
      we
      all
     
    
   
   
    
     
      TRAVEL
     
    
   
   
    
     
      were,
      we
      decided
      to
      approach
      the
      nearest
     
     
      security
      guard
      -
      and
      in
      broken
      Hungarian
     
     
      (and
      a
      variety
      of
      animated
      hand
      gestures
     
     
      and
      facial
      expressions)
      we
      managed
      to
     
     
      communicate
      our
      dilemma.
      He
      smiled
      a
     
     
      big
      toothless
      smile
      and
      reassured
      us
      that
     
     
      we
      would
      have
      “na
      probo”
      and
      that
      we
     
     
      could
      pay
      tomorrow
      morning,
      Feeling
     
     
      relieved
      and
      grateful,
      we
      all
      piled
      on
      the
     
     
      subway
      excited
      to
      be
      that
      much
      closer
      to
     
     
      our
      final
      destination.
     
    

    
     
      Then
      it
      happened.
      As
      hundreds
      of
     
     
      people
      poured
      out
      at
      our
      stop...
      a
      firm
     
     
      and
      boney
      grip
      wrapped
      painfully
     
     
      around
      my
      upper
      left
      arm
      as
      I
      attempted
     
     
      to
      make
      my
      way
      to
      the
      exit
      escalator.
     
     
      Now,
      if
      you
      are
      traveling
      and
      somebody
     
     
      randomly
      grabs
      you,
      your
      first
      instinct
      is
     
     
      to
      protect
      yourself
      and
      your
      belongings.
     
     
      Instinct
      I
      suppose.
      I
      am
      not
      typically
     
     
      an
      angry
      or
      violent
      person
      -
      however,
     
     
      at
      that
      moment,
      I
      had
      never
      been
      more
     
     
      willing
      or
      ready
      to
      punch
      someone
      in
      all
     
     
      of
      my
      life.
      As
      I
      whipped
      around,
      I
      came
     
     
      to
      face
      to
      face
      with
      this
      short,
      ugly
      old
     
     
      lady
      loudly
      bitching
      at
      me
      in
      a
      language
     
     
      I
      obviously
      could
      not
      understand.
      Then
     
     
      I
      noticed
      it...
      the
      security
      badge
      on
      her
     
     
      arm
      that
      looked
      vaguely
      familiar...
      she
     
     
      wanted
      to
      see
      my
      subway
      ticket.
      Ummm,
     
     
      yeah,
      the
      one
      I
      DIDN’T
      HAVE.
      Out
      of
     
     
      the
      hundreds
      of
      people
      streaming
      out
     
     
      of
      the
      subway
      that
      night
      she
      pegged
      us
     
     
      -
      the
      obvious
      travelers
      of
      the
      group,
      and
     
     
      stopped
      no
      one
      else.
      There
      is
      nothing
     
     
      more
      frustrating
      than
      trying
      to
      reason
     
    
   
   
    
     
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      in
      the
      World
      |
      iS
      Kristi
      Kelly?
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Hungary
      is
      famous
      for
      their
      Turkish
      thermal
      baths.
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      with
      someone
      that
      speaks
      absolutely
      no
     
     
      English
      and
      after
      much
      frustration
      and
     
    

    
     
      a
      threat
      to
      call
      the
      police
      -
      all
      six
      of
      us
     
     
      travelers
      were
      issues
      a
      freaking
      fine,
      oh
     
     
      yes...
      monetary
      at
      that!
      BAHHHHH!!!
     
     
      Fair
      enough,
      we
      didn’t
      have
      a
      ticket.
     
     
      Stupid
      toothless
      security
      guard...
      nothing
     
     
      was
      making
      sense,
      he
      wouldn’t
      lie
      to
      us!?
     
     
      I
      mean,
      that
      would
      be
      down
      right
      dirty!!?
     
     
      Confused,
      huffing
      and
      cursing,
      we
      made
     
     
      it
      to
      the
      hostel.
      Out
      of
      pure
      frustration
      I
     
     
      turned
      to
      a
      trusted
      source
      -
      Trip
      Advi-
     
     
      sot.com.
      Sure
      enough,
      after
      a
      few
      choice
     
     
      key
      words,
      as
      I
      had
      suspected
      article
     
     
      after
      article
      popped
      up
      noting
      simi-
     
    

    
     
      lar
      experiences
      when
      traveling
      via
      the
     
     
      Hungarian
      subway
      systems.
      The
      whole
     
     
      thing
      turn
      out
      to
      be
      one
      big
      scam!
      As
     
     
      commissions
      can
      be
      made
      off
      of
      “fine
     
     
      issuing”
      those
      without
      tickets,
      travelers,
     
     
      much
      like
      ourselves
      have
      been
      “set
      up”
     
     
      in
      the
      exact
      same
      situation
      in
      an
      attempt
     
     
      to
      capitalize
      on
      perhaps
      the
      most
      naive...
     
     
      pretty
      pathetic
      if
      you
      ask
      me.
      When
      you
     
     
      ate
      millions
      of
      miles
      away
      from
      home,
     
     
      broke
      and
      tired...
      there
      is
      no
      worse
      feel-
     
     
      ing
      than
      knowing
      that
      there
      are
      people
     
     
      out
      there,
      trying
      to
      screw
      you
      over.
      Day
     
     
      1
      in
      Budapest...
      not
      impressed.
     
    

    
     
      Day
      2
      brought
      a
      brand
      new
      outlook
     
     
      -
      any
      frustration
      had
      passed
      and
      I
      was
     
     
      now
      looking
      forward
      to
      exploring
      what
     
     
      such
      a
      historically
      influential
      city
      had
      to
     
     
      offer.
      To
      tell
      you
      the
      truth...
      the
      only
      real
     
     
      reason
      I
      wanted
      to
      visit
      Hungary
      was
      for
     
     
      their
      famous
      “Turkish
      thermal
      baths”
     
     
      (muwahaha)!
     
     
      So,
      what
      exactly
      is
      a
      thermal
      bath
     
    

    
     
      you
      may
      be
      asking??
      Well,
      consider
      it
     
    

    
     
      like
      a
      swimming
      pool
      (both
      indoor
      and
     
     
      outdoor
      types
      with
      different
      depths)
     
     
      but
      a
      heck
      of
      a
      lot
      warmer
      (different
     
     
      pools
      are
      different
      temperatures
      but
      they
     
     
      range
      from
      30
      to
      40
      degrees)
      and
      the
     
    
   
   
    
     
      water
      itself,
      instead
      of
      chlorine,
      appar-
     
    
   
   
    
     
      ently,
      is
      mineralized
      in
      a
      way
      that
      can
      be
     
    
   
   
    
     
      deemed
      as
      “healing”.
      Yes,
      bathing
      suits
     
     
      are
      required
      -
      and
      thousands
      of
      tourists
     
     
      and
      locals
      alike
      flock
      to
      these
      baths
      in
     
     
      search
      of
      relaxation,
      meditation
      -
      and
     
     
      in
      my
      case,
      to
      play!
      After
      an
      “interesting
     
     
      demonstration”
      from
      a
      local
      regular
      on
     
     
      how
      to
      properly
      use
      the
      pressure
      taps
     
     
      in
      one
      of
      the
      baths
      (fully
      included
      were
     
     
      a
      variety
      of
      bizarre
      positions
      and
      awk-
     
     
      ward
      noises).I
      realized
      that
      these
      are
      in
     
     
      fact,
      a
      true
      refuge!
      (Please
      note,
      I
      have
     
     
      no
      idea
      whether
      or
      not
      these
      baths
      are
     
     
      actually
      healing
      of
      hygienic
      for
      that
      mat-
     
     
      ter,
      I
      tried
      not
      to
      think
      into
      it
      that
      much
     
     
      for
      my
      sanity’s
      sake...
      I
      mean,
      I
      am
      sure
     
     
      there
      must
      be
      regulations
      on
      these
      type
     
     
      things...)
     
    

    
     
      Anyways,
      no
      joke,
      I
      spend
      a
      whole
      day
     
     
      frolicking
      between
      the
      different
      pools...
     
     
      man,
      one
      even
      was
      designed
      as
      a
      whirl
     
     
      pool,
      every
      10
      minutes
      the
      waters
      would
     
     
      begin
      to-spin
      in
      its
      recognizable
      circle
     
     
      and
      all
      those
      in
      its
      path
      were
      swept
      up
     
     
      in
      its
      powerful
      tide.
      Besides
      the
      mild
     
     
      motion
      sickness
      it
      caused,
      I
      loved
      it
     
     
      -
      giggling
      like
      a
      5
      year
      old
      and
      attempting
     
     
      to
      fight
      its
      direction!!
      Ahhhh,
      the
      simple
     
     
      pleasures
      in
      life...
     
    

    
     
      Losing
      track
      of
      time,
      and
      with
      pruned
     
     
      skin
      to
      boot
      -
      I
      literally
      had
      to
      drag
     
     
      myself
      away
      from
      this
      “oasis”.
      Thank
     
     
      goodness
      they
      don’t
      have
      anything
      like
     
     
      that
      here
      or
      I
      would
      never
      do
      anything
     
     
      productive,
      I
      would
      end
      up
      just
      lounging
     
     
      around
      in
      the
      warmest
      of
      waters
      con-
     
     
      templating
      life’s
      vast
      mysteries...
     
    

    
     
      Obviously
      there
      is
      more
      to
      see
      in
     
     
      Budapest
      then
      just
      these
      baths...
      the
     
     
      food,
      the
      language
      and
      the
      history
      are
      all
     
     
      remarkable
      areas
      to
      explore
      and
      I
      took
     
     
      advantage
      of
      the
      possibility
      of
      doing
     
     
      so
      while
      there!!
      I
      could
      write
      ten
      more
     
     
      pages...
      but
      I
      think
      I
      will
      leave
      it
      here
      for
     
     
      this
      issue!
      Welcome
      back
      to
      class
      every-
     
     
      one,
      Happy
      New
      Year
      and
      bring
      on
      the
     
     
      adventures!!
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
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