Monday, December 28, 2009

Play it again Sam!



(Looking through Eastern Europe images I made a few years ago, I dug up some that hadn't made it into my favorites pile but interest me more now when I see them with a fresh eye...hope you find them somewhat interesting too.)

Trying to figure out how to get to the outskirts of Budapest on a city bus system without understanding a lick of the local language, was an adventure in itself, one that lasted 2 hours until I finally arrived at my destination, a large, run-down, but popular with the locals, flea market.   The goal seemed simple, find something authentic and unique!  To start off I couldn't resist this toothy piano just begging to have it's picture taken.  But it gets better, stay tuned next week for my post on...the Intimidator!  Otherwise known as the steely-eyed hungarian mafia king pin posing as a bicycle repair man!

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5 comments:

  1. when were you in budapest, brian? we tried to navigate it on the train to the market? well, my friends did and i just tagged along, lol!

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  2. this piano seems like it's giving a mischievious smile

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  3. Hi equeyaya,
    ooops, I missed that you posted a comment....sorry!
    I was in Budapest in 2004....You were there too? Wasn't it great? We went to the market too. What did you think of that place?

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  4. I was there in 2001 - we returned to JFK airport just a week or so before the attacks. I have a very funny photo in the market of my friend grossing out in front of a tank of sickly looking fish. I liked the architecture of that building a lot.

    Wherever we go, I always love checking out the markets - somehow they are the same but different everywhere. You get a definite flavor of the culture of a country. The meat hanging in the open, the local crafts, the people begging the tourists for some change.

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  5. Yes,I agree, the markets are fantastic. I lived in Guadalajara for a few months when I was in college and we always went to the Marcado Libertad. My favorite lunch place in the market was a dreary joint in the corner...they had a huge vat of beans on the stove. Flies would be buzzing, they'd break the top of the crust of beans to fill a ladle of ones underneath and serve it with homemade tortillas. I think it all cost about 15 cents. Amazing I didn't come down with anything. :)

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