Wednesday, March 30, 2011
What normally would be a six-hour drive took us 12. One bathroom stop early on, and no further stopping for food, water or a bathroom. We would gesture or try to ask in exaggerated English but he did not understand––or would or could not find a place for us to stop. It was dark when we finally got to the outskirts of Budapest. He was totally lost. Once he stopped in a dark alleyway to ask directions. Eeery. Through it all the girls were calm––I gather they were sort of considering it an adventure––until it got ridiculous and then we all became a little "on edge." I felt the heavy weight of responsibility. Eventually I saw a young woman walking her dog on a busy street and motioned the driver to pull over. I got the brilliant idea to hire a taxi. Thankfully the woman spoke some English and helped me make the call from a complicated phone booth. In no time a taxi pulled up, very willing to accept my cash payment of 10 American dollars. There were too many of us to climb into the taxi, so the taxi led the van to our destination, which ended up being just a few blocks away! Never was I more thankful to see a hotel. The management there had waited up for us and ordered some pizzas for us to devour. But first, we all headed to the "loo." A day we will never forget!
not my photo