I ventured out then to go for tea. I walked
along a straight road with houses to one side and railway to the other, towards
Tivoli Park. I then turned right, under the road and rail lines to the city
street going in the direction to the river. Again, architecturally there was
obvious Austro-Hungarian establishment here. The shade of the buildings was a
welcome rest from the burning sun.
As I walked along, cutting across was a main
street, so I crossed that, then the road fell slowly to a small quaint square.
Opposite the river there were two rows of houses going away from me, then a
wall of trees. A few hundred feet up a steep hill they climbed, where crowned
upon it was the castle. Flag fluttering and all.
The river was only small and had cute bridges
uniting the two sides. I stopped here for a beer and to take in the views
whilst reading. After this, and witnessing a brolly fall from an opposite café
down to the riverside, I walked along the side of the river. It was littered
with cafes, bars and small traders selling crafts and jewellery I bought a
leather wristband for myself. One thing to notice are the wasps. Bloody
everywhere. So I was dancing around, when either sitting for walking, to avoid
them.
A live band was setting up near one
restaurant, so I plonked myself down (away from flowers and thus wasps) and
ordered pasta and a beer. They were mostly sound checking whilst I was there
but sung a song as I departed. I then walked up hill to the main road, then
under another passage to avoid the main road, then came back to the hostel.
I grabbed some snacks,
read, and facetimed mum before drifting off to sleep. I only woke up a couple
of times, not being used to a single bed I kneed the wall twice. I awoke slowly and showered and changed
ready to leave.
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