
Well, if we needed any good stories from our trip, we now have more than enough from Hungary alone. While nothing in itself was a disaster, we had plenty of moments where we just looked at each other, dumbfounded that something else was going wrong/not as planned.
Saturday we were picked up by an OM-er at the train station and taken to the office, where we would be staying in their guest room. After we dropped our stuff, we went to an end-of-season baseball party. Baseball is a significant part of OM Hungary's ministry. The baseball league here in Hungary is really growing and OM has been able to use it as an avenue in ministry for both youth and adults. We heard that most Hungarian coaching is shame-based...with the coaches essentially yelling and embarrassing kids when they made a mistake. The OM coaches at first received some grief for focusing their coaching on love and encouragement, but now the league is recognizing the strengths of that style and have asked for more Christian coaches. It was really amazing to hear about how it started and how much it has grown!
Back to the party - a traditional Hungarian bacon fat roast. Yes, we roasted bacon fat, just the fat, no real meat involved. What happens is you get your slab of fat on a stick and roast it like a marshmallow. As it is cooking, you are spreading the fat drippings onto your bread (wouldn't want any of the fat to go to waste). Then when it is fully roasted, you take a small bite of fat...followed by a big bite of bread with the melted bacon fat, and then finished with a bite of onion. The couple who showed us the ropes said that the bread was to help with digestion, but they didn't know why the onion finished the combination. I was proud of us for handling it so well in the moment, as it led to great conversations with the Hungarians around us. But later that night, maybe not so proud of how gross we felt.
Sunday was a bit of a slow day. We went to a Hungarian church, but they had a guest preacher who spoke in English. We were hosted for a delicious lunch by an American family who has been in Hungary for over 20 years. It was great to pick their brains on the ups and downs, but then just enjoy the company and being in someone's home. They invited us back for games later that night, but never mentioned any time or details. So around 7ish, we decided it was "later that night" and ventured over there...the whole walk contemplating all the awkward situations we could enter into when we arrived. Thankfully, it all worked out and it was a good decision to put ourselves out there a bit!
Monday we woke up at the crack of dawn for English lessons. While it was hard pulling ourselves out of bed, it was definitely worth it! We were able to talk with Hungarians as they were learning to speak English. We felt so welcomed into their culture and their country. After the English lessons, we had a meeting with the director of OM Hungary so we were able to hear about all their different ministries, needs they had, and visions for both the present and the future.
Monday afternoon we decided to make our trek into the third district of Budapest, in search of Nick's great-grandparents old home. Just a little background, they immigrated to the USA in the 1920s and the scan with their personal information is very faint and hard to read. That said, we learned that the real address (or what we can barely read) does not actually exist anymore. Either the apartment building was torn down, the district lines were redrawn, or the road name had simply changed. In any case, we found the only road name that was remotely similar in District III and headed that way. After a 45 minute train ride, a metro ride, tram ride, and maybe 2.5 mile walk, here is where we were...

Yeah, didn't look like there are any apartment buildings in a mile radius of where we were. But maybe it was a house broken into apartments, so we kept walking, determined to find this address. Well, we found the street after lots of gravel road in the middle of fields and nowhere. We took pictures of the street sign (pictured below) and then headed up the road to see if we could find a house number (we were looking for #23). Please realize that we are in a very desolate, isolated area, where no tourist ever sets foot. Everyone knows everyone, so we are sticking out like a sore thumb and pretty uncomfortable. On top of all this, as we walked, we set off every dog in the neighborhood. We had maybe 6 dogs howling at us and their owners coming out to see what was happening. About three houses up, we realized there were no house numbers posted, so we decided we did our best and that we needed to leave. So we didn't find the house, not sure if we even found the street (probably not), but we had a lovely walk through their area of town at least!

As we walked miles to catch the tram, rode the tram, the metro, and finally the train, we both felt tired and as if we couldn't handle much more in the day. But then we managed to miss our train stop on the way home. We then proceeded to go fifteen minutes past where we needed to be, only to have to wait another hour for a train to come to the stop where we were stranded and take us back the other way. All of this wouldn't have been so bad, but we needed to be somewhere at six for dinner. So as we stepped off the train at the right stop, our watch beeped that it was 6 o'clock. We then walked as fast as we have ever walked for about 1.5 more miles so that we were only 20 minutes late for dinner - which is acceptable in Hungarian culture. Needless to say, our feet were dying by the end of the day.
Tuesday...oh Tuesday. We left the office for the train station the first time around 10 AM. We heard the rain, but didn't realize how bad it was. We barely got to the outside gate before we decided that this 2 mile walk to the train station wasn't going to happen then. Really bummed, we decided to wait and see if it would stop or slow down. While we waited, Nick emailed our hotel in Venice to see if we could drop off our bags before check-in since we were arriving at 8:30 AM. Harmless question, one we didn't need to ask, but so glad he did! We got an extremely rude reply, accusing us of lying to him about having a reservation. We forwarded the reservation emails we had, with our payment information, and confirmation of the dates, and the hotel management replied that we DID NOT have a reservation and that we falsified the email to make it look like we did. He was actually yelling at us over email...
So we spent the morning looking for more hotels, but everything we found was unavailable or really expensive. We took a break and decided to try walking to the train station again. We got down the road and around the corner (much further than the first time, but still not even an eighth of the walk) before we ducked into a bakery, soaked and freezing. Exhausted from one bad thing leading to another, we ate pastries and drank cherry coke and a cappuccino for a little break. We decided we would go back to the office and try to make the best of a rainy day, but when we left the rain was really soft and slow so we made a dash for the station.
We were thankful for the break, it lasted just long enough to put some smiles back on our faces and talk through some things so we were on the same page. But it didn't last much longer than that. When we arrived at the train station, the ticket lady would not give us tickets to go into Budapest. I think she was just talking, but when someone is raising their voice at you in another language, it is hard not to think you are being yelled at for something you don't know. Another lady walked up and I asked if she spoke English and could translate for us. She was sweet and very helpful in terms of tickets, but as far as why we couldn't get train tickets, all we know is that she kept saying "bomba" and making the motion for a phone call. We are thinking maybe a bomb threat? So in any case, the station wasn't running to Budapest. But this sweet lady told us she would drive us to the bus station. Our first car ride with a stranger...and it went very well. We weren't about to decline help at this point. She even parked and went into the bus station with us, bought us tickets, and put us on the right bus before she left. Hungarian hospitality at its best!
Still wet and cold, we got on the bus to finally head downtown. I will spare you the long details of the next probably 2-3 hours of our life. Basically, every bus we needed drove away right as we would arrive so we missed every bus we needed by a hair. Every time we were under cover it would not be raining so we would get hopeful and go outside to continue touring and the rain would start falling all over again. Our map was soaked, we were miserably lost in the rain, and no one had heard of the place we were trying to find.
Eventually, we did arrive at New York Cafe...one of the fanciest coffee shops in the world! It was absolutely gorgeous inside, extremely flashy, with Romanesque pillars, gold and crystal chandeliers etc. We splurged on some amazing coffee with ice cream - Nick's newest discovery and why he now encourages us to stop for coffee breaks once or twice a day. With the little pick-me-up, we finally got on the right bus, found the covered market, and did a little shopping.
That night we were on an open-top bus and drove from Pest to Buda and saw the whole city lit up in all its wonder...definitely one of the most beautiful cities at night. I think it was that moment, still freezing because the wind was whipping us and we were still damp, that we saw the treasure of Budapest. While it seems unimportant and out of the way, it is definitely worth the trip!
Wednesday (or today) we woke up, packed, and headed back into the city to do some sightseeing in good weather! We walked around the castle district with the most beautiful castle we have seen in Europe so far! We saw some amazing views of the city too...all for free. Funny how Budapest has several free sites, but then you have to pay $1.50 to use the bathroom.
We did a hop on, hop off bus tour so that we could see as much as possible in the 8 hours we had. Parliament was beautiful and made London's parliament building look almost plain...didn't expect that one. St. Stephen's Basilica was also gorgeous, with a dome that stood 96 meters high! We ended in Heroes Square and the City Park. Heroes Square was built for Hungary's 1,000th anniversary and is full of statues of their kings and other heroes. Then we ventured into the park and the Szchenyi Baths. These are old Roman baths, built on thermal springs. The water was 38 degrees Celsius, so I think about 108 degrees Fahrenheit. It felt wonderful after the long days we had been having. We spent about an hour enjoying the naturally hot water.
From there, we booked it to the train station, ate a delicious Hungarian dinner, and jumped on our night train to Venice (where we now have a different hotel reservation, phew). This night train connects at 1:30 AM, so it will not be quite as restful...but at least we have Italy to look forward to and enjoy!