Cecilie and I took a return trip to Budapest over
the Christmas break and New Years, 2002. The city's charm hadn't
changed at all in the year we'd been away. We saw theatre and went
barhopping, and spent the week swirling in a milleu of city lights,
centuries-old architecture, spicy food, "Bull's Blood"
wine and gin & tonics.
On New Year's, Marton took us to a huge underground techno party.
Literally underground because it was held in the labyrinth underneath
a huge medeival fortress which overlooks the Danube. There was maybe
2,000 screaming ravers in there, dancing among the twisting passageways
and halls, now bursting with blue light and trance music. |