Lets relax and then relax some more….
Having a hectic ten days of so travelling from Bulgaria and up through Serbia we arrived in Hungary. Arriving at the border, things were friendly and orderly. I like it already! A quick search of the motorhome and a friendly customs officer, we were on our way. First impressions, of Hungary. Clean, orderly and everyone has pristine mowed gardens.
A few days passed and we spent our time driving through the countryside stopping at various campsites along the way and fixing the motorhome up with new oil and filters. We stopped a night at our first therme campsite and took an evening swim, very nice. Yes, one would love to have their own pool to take a cooling evening swim, oh the good life hey, but reality hits back as we don’t really have 30º evening heat to deal with do we!
Next morning we ventured across the campsite to try the murky depths of the medicinal pools to ease the aches and pains. Both were steaming hot and consisted of yellow browny water filled with the local oldies around the edge hogging the pressurised water jets and catching up on the gossip of the town! I can see the beauty of the thermes in winter as the water is terrifically hot, however, I did feel a little sick when the temperature outside is creeping towards the temperature of the pool!
The countryside in Hungary is rather flat to say the least! Hungarian flat planes are really quite pretty though. Its not so open and vast as some countries we have driven through in the past. Plus it’s made up of both cultivated fields, woods, meadows and pastures. After a few days recharging at a lovely campsite in the hills we headed for Pecs.
I had read a lot about Pecs being quite beautiful. The town is 2010 city of culture so it had an array of different shows on. Sadly we missed the suspended in air circus skills act just the night before! Arrgh, I hate it when that happens.
Anyway, we took a walk around. The town has a sleepy feel to it even though there was different street acts and circus skills stuff going on, I later learn that in fact Hungary towns all have a sleepy feeling apart from the capital! The town itself was pretty but all the old buildings were newly painted and rendered, nothing was out of place. Perfecto I suppose. I like the old, crumbling buildings with faded paintwork and frescos. It all adds character to me. Unfortunately, none of that could be found here. To me the old town has now become the new. After wondering about the streets we ventured off into the countryside to find a place to park up.
