Another overnight train and another early morning shower. Considering that Hungary had not long come out from under the iron curtain, it was surprising just how capitalist it seemed; advertising, markets, junk food and tacky tourist crap (but then I am one now). The roads were grid-locked and the whole place was so much busier than Prague. I suppose that I didn't really know what to expect, but I was surprised to say the least. There was even a poxy McDonalds, which I was determined to avoid, especially as I had had a shower so didn't need to use their facilities. That was a good policy as the food on the markets was so varied and cheap that I would have missed out if I'd had the usual Big-Mac and stringy fries. Again, a day meant
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