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<blockquote data-quote="BillB" data-source="post: 1212469" data-attributes="member: 9985"><p>Monday morning and after breakfast we moored up in Mohacs for border controls as we were passing from Serbia into Hungary. Once the border officials had checked all our passports we had enough free time to walk into the town and have a look around.</p><p></p><p>Like many middle-European towns this was a nicely kept area with wide streets and avenues, clean squares lined by churches and many trees. We strolled down the main street, meeting up with our fellow Brits and exchanging notes on spots to see. We ambled around a square with two churches which we duly visited. It’s interesting that despite 45 years of Communist attempts to eradicate religion from daily life, it sprang up once freedom arrived and now thrives - even in Russia, the leader in the persecution of the church and its members.</p><p></p><p>I needed to buy some medication for my cold which was not improving in any way whatsoever. I tried a pharmacy and asked if they accepted Euros, but the answer was no. As this was going to be our last day in Hungary I didn’t want to buy any more forints than I needed or I would be stuck with them, in view of the fact that tomorrow we would be in Slovakia. Fortunately, after enquiring at a bank I was directed to a private exchange office who would change small notes. The indicated exchange agent willingly changed 20 or so euros and I made my way back to the pharmacy. As we passed the bank where I had been given directions, the man who had directed me came out of the bank and asked if the exchange had gone well, I assured him it had and thanked him profusely. What friendly people, I thought, and my opinion of Hungarians went even higher than it had been.</p><p></p><p>We joined up with another couple and took a table at a pavement cafe for coffee. The weather was pleasantly warm without being too hot, the coffee was good, the service was friendly and welcoming. There can be few better ways to pass a memorable morning than this, we agreed..</p><p></p><p>Lunch was earlier than usual as there was an excursion to Puszta and Kalocsa. We had chosen not to take this excursion so we had lunch and lazed about on deck and in the lounge, reading and drinking the free tea and coffee which was always available in the lounge.</p><p></p><p>Jackie has now come down with my cold, so it looks as if I am not only sharing my worldly goods with her but my worldly viruses as well. I knew she hadn’t married me just for my money. So I shared my medication with her.</p><p></p><p>Dinner that night was excellent and we adjourned afterwards to the lounge, where we enjoyed the entertainment that was a nightly event. I even managed to avoid contact with Screechy and Ghastly. i went to bed as happy as my cold would allow, and the medication gave me a decent night’s sleep.</p><p></p><p>The next morning was my birthday, and I duly presented myself at our German friends’ table for my celebratory kiss. I enjoyed breakfast with some of the friends we had made.</p><p></p><p>We spent the morning on the sun deck, taking photos and chatting with anybody who passed by our deck chairs.</p><p></p><p>Lunch was early at 11.15 as there was an afternoon excursion to Bratislava in Slovakia. There was a later lunch for those who had chosen not to take the tour. We took the early lunch.</p><p></p><p>Bratislava was a lovely place to visit. We drove around the city at first, learning something of its history, then the bus climbed up to an area which gave a magnificent overview of it. This was a great photo opportunity and most of us took advantage of it. Looking down over the river we could see the bridges and some of the city’s key buildings.</p><p></p><p>Behind us was a church with magnificent stained glass windows. We explored it a little and read its history after which we made our way slowly through the streets to a little cafe close to where the bus was to pick us up. We sat inside, ordering cappuccinos, which we sipped while chatting with other passengers from our ship.</p><p></p><p>The journey back to the Danube took in some of the new buildings that have grown up in the years since the Soviet Union collapsed and the previously stultified economy has grown vibrantly since joining the EU.</p><p></p><p>Dinner that night was Pirate Night, with the staff dressed in various forms of maritime gangsterism. About the only well known pirate who seemed to be missing was Captain Jack Sparrow. After the main course a birthday cake was brought to me, candles of the wax and the Roman variety adorned my cake and all the passengers and crew sang Happy Birthday.</p><p></p><p>Later we all adjourned to the bar where I jitterbugged with our German lady friend until my legs began to let me down. Well, I had to celebrate my 79th birthday in style.</p><p></p><p>That’s me - the oldest swinger in town!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="BillB, post: 1212469, member: 9985"] Monday morning and after breakfast we moored up in Mohacs for border controls as we were passing from Serbia into Hungary. Once the border officials had checked all our passports we had enough free time to walk into the town and have a look around. Like many middle-European towns this was a nicely kept area with wide streets and avenues, clean squares lined by churches and many trees. We strolled down the main street, meeting up with our fellow Brits and exchanging notes on spots to see. We ambled around a square with two churches which we duly visited. It’s interesting that despite 45 years of Communist attempts to eradicate religion from daily life, it sprang up once freedom arrived and now thrives - even in Russia, the leader in the persecution of the church and its members. I needed to buy some medication for my cold which was not improving in any way whatsoever. I tried a pharmacy and asked if they accepted Euros, but the answer was no. As this was going to be our last day in Hungary I didn’t want to buy any more forints than I needed or I would be stuck with them, in view of the fact that tomorrow we would be in Slovakia. Fortunately, after enquiring at a bank I was directed to a private exchange office who would change small notes. The indicated exchange agent willingly changed 20 or so euros and I made my way back to the pharmacy. As we passed the bank where I had been given directions, the man who had directed me came out of the bank and asked if the exchange had gone well, I assured him it had and thanked him profusely. What friendly people, I thought, and my opinion of Hungarians went even higher than it had been. We joined up with another couple and took a table at a pavement cafe for coffee. The weather was pleasantly warm without being too hot, the coffee was good, the service was friendly and welcoming. There can be few better ways to pass a memorable morning than this, we agreed.. Lunch was earlier than usual as there was an excursion to Puszta and Kalocsa. We had chosen not to take this excursion so we had lunch and lazed about on deck and in the lounge, reading and drinking the free tea and coffee which was always available in the lounge. Jackie has now come down with my cold, so it looks as if I am not only sharing my worldly goods with her but my worldly viruses as well. I knew she hadn’t married me just for my money. So I shared my medication with her. Dinner that night was excellent and we adjourned afterwards to the lounge, where we enjoyed the entertainment that was a nightly event. I even managed to avoid contact with Screechy and Ghastly. i went to bed as happy as my cold would allow, and the medication gave me a decent night’s sleep. The next morning was my birthday, and I duly presented myself at our German friends’ table for my celebratory kiss. I enjoyed breakfast with some of the friends we had made. We spent the morning on the sun deck, taking photos and chatting with anybody who passed by our deck chairs. Lunch was early at 11.15 as there was an afternoon excursion to Bratislava in Slovakia. There was a later lunch for those who had chosen not to take the tour. We took the early lunch. Bratislava was a lovely place to visit. We drove around the city at first, learning something of its history, then the bus climbed up to an area which gave a magnificent overview of it. This was a great photo opportunity and most of us took advantage of it. Looking down over the river we could see the bridges and some of the city’s key buildings. Behind us was a church with magnificent stained glass windows. We explored it a little and read its history after which we made our way slowly through the streets to a little cafe close to where the bus was to pick us up. We sat inside, ordering cappuccinos, which we sipped while chatting with other passengers from our ship. The journey back to the Danube took in some of the new buildings that have grown up in the years since the Soviet Union collapsed and the previously stultified economy has grown vibrantly since joining the EU. Dinner that night was Pirate Night, with the staff dressed in various forms of maritime gangsterism. About the only well known pirate who seemed to be missing was Captain Jack Sparrow. After the main course a birthday cake was brought to me, candles of the wax and the Roman variety adorned my cake and all the passengers and crew sang Happy Birthday. Later we all adjourned to the bar where I jitterbugged with our German lady friend until my legs began to let me down. Well, I had to celebrate my 79th birthday in style. That’s me - the oldest swinger in town! [/QUOTE]
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