The Town of TaTa – EUCO Budapest Tour Part 2

A couple of weeks late, but here’s the EUCO tour continued!

The following day we travelled an hour from Budapest to the town of TaTa for our first concert.
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Then we boarded a car called ‘A Happy Train’ – a little confusing, I know – which took us through the town, past the lake, ancient boulders and beautiful houses.

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Like the bridge in Paris, adorned with padlocks.

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By the lake we saw boats powered manually by rowers, beating the water in time with the drummer.

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First concert venue:

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Then we celebrated with Hungarian food!

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Sitting on the bridge over the River Danube in the early hours of the morning, as you do.


In current news: I’ve just finished school – it feels pretty damn weird. More on that later…


7 thoughts on “The Town of TaTa – EUCO Budapest Tour Part 2

      • Budapest yes. I was there on business the weekend Princess Diana was killed. Like most business trips I didn’t get to see all that much

      • I remember coming across a group of Hungarians crying in the street. It turned out that they were outside our embassy, presumably having heard something on the news and deciding to go and stand around in some sort of gesture. I found that very touching – and it was a taster of what was about to happen over the next few weeks pretty much everywhere. S

      • Wow, that is very touching. I wish I could have witnessed the reaction of the people. At the time I was -3 years old.

        On a different note, where are your blog posts these days?

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