Our
afternoon train from Zagreb to Budapest was right on time, as trains in Europe
always are. This is one of the pleasures of travelling in Europe ~ the
trains. It’s nice not to have to go through security, take your shoes off, and
pull your laptop out of your bag. You just get on the train and open your
bottle of wine.
At
one of the stops all the people in both our cabins departed except Denny and I
and the women next door. She invited us to come and join her and rid ourselves
of our sauna like conditions. It was
nice to meet Agnes, who is from Budapest and had lots of good advice on what to
see and filled us in on what Hungary is like.
When
she looked at our directions for getting to the hotel, she suggested we get off
at her stop and then she would make sure we transferred to the right train that
would take us right to the Hilton. When
her boyfriend met her, he had already purchased tickets for us on the
connecting subway. How nice is that! Here we are in a strange city at night and
our quandary of how to negotiate the Budapest subway system is suddenly
solved. Agnes and Sandor not only
provided us with the necessary tickets but also guided us right up to the
Hilton entrance.
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