“Travels to a Different Time” : 1June1975: Budapest and Tokaj Hungary: Strangely Lonely in My Shanty Shack and the Belting Rain

Up early for an orange drink so gross only I could stomach it. I packed up slowly after a great hot shower. I took the Metro to the last stop and walked about a mile to the highway. The first ride was only for 15 kms but the next one was all the way to Tokaj near the Czech border. A nice young couple Urion and Katerina were going to Tokaj to drink some of its famous sweet wine of which they were very proud of. We had some wine in the village when we arrived. We then walked up some steps to the top of the hill where we had a wonderful view of the town and the vineyards and the muddy river running through it. We went to the cellars of a winery and had a glass of the famous sweet wine of Tokaj. They were nice enough to drop me off at the campground. I rented a “bungalow” for two reasons. It had been raining all afternoon and I did not want to get wet. Secondly I had Hungarian money I could not take out of the country so why not splurge a bit. The bungalow was something else. A corrugated steel roof. That roof leaked though. I feel like I am in a slum dwelling in Rio. I threw my stuff on the bed and washed my face noticing one pimple. All that crap that went down my throat in Budapest! I headed into town and it was a beautiful one as it is surrounded by rolling vineyards. Had bread, salad, fish soup and a pork cutlet with a glass of wine for $1.50. I walked around the town and found a place with live music and had a couple of beers. I made it home just as a vicious rainstorm struck. My roof was leaking. I am the only one in the campground and after having a rip-roaring time in Budapest with lots of people it felt lonely here with the rain pounding away. I am used to living the solo life on my voyage of discovery but I suppose I can feel lonely sometimes.