The first surprise is the pine. You expect the river and the way the sun climbs up Parliament, moving across the chilled water to Buda, to the hills, the gallery, the castle. But if you take the ninety minute morning walk like I do, and on the round trip cross Parliament from the front, you will be surprised by the amount of pine along the edges where the tourists line up for tours and how now, in mid-November, the berries are bloomed red.
The following pictures show the whole trip as I see it, as it happens. I didn’t edit out bad from good, but tried to capture what morning looks like in Budapest (at least the 9kms from district XIII across the Lánchid and back home). The cold blue of the Danube, traffic along the waterway, hurried pedestrians and cyclists, crowded streetcars, small trucks unloading food at small stores, someone watering flowers or sweeping the stairs, statues, dog parks, graffiti, cafés, scattered leaves and trash.
Recently I’ve been afraid that I have been presenting too many rosies and not enough average everyday stuff. So here it is. This way, you don’t have to imagine it.
From District XIII across the Lánchid Bridge to Clark Adam ter:
Back home around Parliament through small neighborhood streets: