Four reflections for four days in Budapest (January 2008, the night of 'a five-Saturday).
1 - One capital - the man in the suburbs - a mine of many things: treasure, for those who see the many possibilities, or punishment for those who suffer from multiplicity of that. Perhaps a capital can hardly be a middle ground, though sometimes I think Budapest (or was) just that.
2 - Budapest I always like that air that welcomes family and accompany each lane. The city, after all, "low" and that typically (in fact an American architect to design a call center asked what were the skyscrapers of Budapest, and the statement that there are none then replied that it would make two) still has corners " villagers. " Perhaps this acceptance is accentuated by a very troubled reality, where the poor live side by side at all times to all parts of the city. A visit to the indoor market in Hold utca (which makes the pair with the major markets covered Fovam ter, and the most popular tourist), where the first floor has its own shops in the Far East, with that both types are detached from those of the market. Types to which sooner or later I'll have to get used to, instead of constantly escape from a sense of strangeness that I instill ...
3 - Lights and shadows we find them everywhere. They were still on the Christmas lights in the semi-desert nights in Budapest. In the area of \u200b\u200bthe National Bank no one could enjoy it: even the locals were almost deserted in the cold in early January. You also waste? Different effect was done by my lights on the branches and twisted trunks on Andrássy Avenue, where the traffic never ceases, and where the lights showed the arches of branches protruded on the road and welcoming the great traffic in a city so important quell'arteria . It is also nice?
4 - The return train allowed me once again realize the extent to which the Budapest tourists has nothing to do with the Budapest, Hungary (now increasingly sparse for international Budapest, indeed). When I think back to what the tourists say they see me, on the advice of the guides, I wonder why throw the money for a city that offers us nothing new: Citadel, war memories, goulash, Budavár and royal palaces, baths, Cathedral, Heroes' Square. All dressed as much as possible of globalizing elements that make us feel at home after all. If you like Budapest
happens not to know say why. I would like to convey is this ineffability people around me. This ineffability giojosa I'm in Budapest, but you can feel it in everything: in music, a beer company, uin n strictly non-alcoholic fruit juice in the company, in a walk in Fusine or any city, for the more fortunate in a glance or a smile ... I've learned especially in Hungary. It would be nice if someone could tell me where I can try it anywhere else!
