B U D A P E S T, currently, for the past two days, relishing this beautiful landscape, and its people. After a week plus in Prague and scowering the terrain there, trying to understand its layout, and savouring the faire, I headed south on a night train to the "Pearl of the Danube". The city is enchanting, old, somewhat decrepit, but all the more real because of this observation. Snow falls, but nothing that a Hungarian bath won't cure, and all the more delightful in an outside pool - the snow lightly pelting your face as you relish the warm water from the inner earth, and watch the barely distingushable people speaking a plethera of languages through the steam. I am likeing this city the more I am here, and two days in, that is saying a lot. Tomorrow I head north to Vienna, and all that awaits my eyes there.