A walk through Hungary (De paseo por Hungría) [EN/ES]

"Honey, get ready, we're going on a trip to Hungary." Roger was holding his wife in his arms.

"What is it that you said?” Elena stared at her husband in amazement.

"We're going for a walk. I won a raffle for two all-paid tickets to Hungary." Roger's eyes were shining brightly.

"Oh, my God. We are in very good luck. Haha." Elena was kissing her husband.

"Your wish came true, to know a country in Europe. Haha." Roger took his wife and they began to dance.

"Oh, honey, calm down. Please." Elena stopped her husband.

"I am very happy, I had never won in my life. Haha." Roger was sitting in the dining room chair.

"Well, love, it just gives me a little fright. I have never been to such a far place, to get to know another culture, different customs and food." Elena was covering her face.

"Love, we must live new experiences. Life is short and you have to enjoy it. Haha." Roger was hugging his wife.

"It's okay, sweetie. Let's see what this trip has in store for us." Elena was kissing Roger.

After several days, the couple traveled to Hungary to enjoy a great adventure, full of many surprises as every trip has them. They arrived in Budapest, the great capital where beautiful tourist attractions are located.

"Well, love, we're here." Roger was moving his wife.

"Oh dear, what a long journey. My whole body hurts." Elena was stretching.

"We are going to rest and tomorrow we are going to St. Stephen's Basilica. It's going to be a great day. Yeah!"

The sun was peeking over the horizon and Roger was getting up full of energy. He was frantically moving his wife who was still peacefully asleep. After a few seconds, Elena opened her eyes and stretched her arms.

"Is it daylight already?"

"Already, love, let's go to the Széchenyi spa, you need to recharge your energy."

The couple arrived at the beautiful Baroque-style spa with waters of a beautiful Blue with various shades. Elena still drowsy sat down gently on the shore. When he decided to enter the hot spring water he fell to the bottom and could not get up. She felt like she was choking and was desperately moving her arms. At that moment, a fat man with a long white beard took her and quickly pulled her out.

"Honey, I felt like I was dying." Elena was addressing Roger, who came running to see her.

"He wasn't scared, that always happens here. Haha." The fat man would turn around and leave.

"I'll pass, love. Let's go to the hotel to go to church."

Elena and Roger were leaving for St. Stephen's Basilica. Upon arrival they were surprised to see the imposing neoclassical-style structure. Inside everything was wonderful with those golden arches and the beautiful decoration that left the couple speechless.

"What a beauty, love!" Elena was recording the place with her cell phone.

"Start enjoying, eh, my love. Haha." Roger was watching his wife as she recorded.

Elena was walking and she looked at a bill, she smiled and bent down to take it. A man started screaming and Elena didn't understand what he was saying, but the man sounded angry. The only thing she could do was run out of the place, while Roger came out after her.

"Love, what a fright!" Elena was breathing heavily.

"What happened?" Roger was hugging her.

"I found this ticket and a man started screaming, he seemed angry." Elena was covering her face with her hands.

"Let's go to the hotel and get ready to have a quiet trip along the Danube, I promise there will be no more scares." Roger was holding Elena's hand.

In the afternoon, the couple get on the boat to sail along the Danube. The afternoon was showing with a splendid sun and a beautiful landscape.

"This is wonderful and so romantic, my love. I've forgotten all the bad stuff. Haha."

"I have a crazy idea, haha, let's do the Titanic scene."

Elena laughed and stood on the bow. Roger was holding her from behind and she was opening her arms and in one of them she was holding the cell phone to take a selfie. At that moment, the boat moved violently and Elena almost fell, she screamed and then she saw how the cell phone fell into the Danube.

"Nooo, my cell phone." Elena was bitterly lamenting.

"Honey, calm down. These are things that happen."

"It can't be everything has been bad for me on this trip." She was letting out a deep sigh.

"Don't be discouraged, we are going to eat at the central market. The delicious food will cheer you up." Roger was holding his wife's hand.

They reached the large neo-Gothic style structure. The flat pointed roofs and the arches in doors and windows stole the view. Inside everything was surreal, the large iron structure, food and food places, a lot of people and an atmosphere that reminded them of home.

A man with a long beard and a kind gesture was inviting them to enter the premises. The couple sat down and the man passed them some plates with Hungarian sausages, stuffed peppers, roasted potatoes and pickled vegetables. Elena saw the plate and was surprised, while Roger took the first bite of the sausages. Roger's gesture was one of satisfaction.

"Try the sausages, they are very good. Haha."

Elena took a sausage and ate it, the taste was very pleasant. The couple devoured the dish and the faces changed their countenances with the delicious food served. After a few minutes and being satisfied they asked the waiter for the bill.

"Well, love, don't deny me that we had a great time and nothing bad happened. Haha." Roger was holding Elena's hands.

"I must admit that I had a great time, at the end of our trip. Haha."

The waiter arrived with the bill of the consumed. Roger was receiving the paper and looking at the price, his eyes wanted to come out of their sockets.

"What's the matter, love?" Elena looked at Roger strangely.

"Nothing, nothing, my love. Come out while I go to pay the bill."

After a moment, Roger came running out and took Elena by the hand, while several men came out after them. Elena didn't understand what was happening, but she kept running. After several minutes the couple escaped from the men.

Already at the hotel, Roger lay down on the bed tired and Elena looked at her husband in surprise.

"What happened there, love?"

"Nothing. It was just a misunderstanding between languages. Haha." Roger was getting up. "We are going to pack to take the flight and don't forget, it was one of our best trips. Haha."

"What are you talking about, it's the only one. Haha."

The sun was setting in the beautiful Budapest and the couple were saying goodbye to that place that left them many anecdotes to tell.

«Amor, alístate que nos vamos de viaje a Hungría». Roger tomaba en brazos a su esposa.

«¿Qué es lo que dijiste?». Elena miraba atónita a su esposo.

«Nos vamos de paseo. Me gané un sorteo de dos boletos todo pagado a Hungría». Los ojos de Roger brillaban intensamente.

«Ay Dios mío. Estamos de muy buena suerte. Jaja». Elena besaba a su esposo.

«Tu deseo se hizo realidad, conocer un país de Europa. Jaja». Roger tomaba a su esposa y se ponían a bailar.

«Ay amor, cálmate. Por favor». Elena detenía a su esposo.

«Estoy muy feliz. Nunca había ganado alguien mi vida. Jaja». Roger se sentaba en la silla del comedor.

«Bueno, amor, solo que me da un poco de susto. Nunca e ido a un lugar tan lejos, conocer otra cultura, costumbres diferentes y la comida. Sabes lo sensible que soy con la comida». Elena se tapaba la cara.

«Amor, debemos vivir nuevas experiencias. La vida es corta y hay que disfrutar. Jaja». Roger abrazaba a su esposa.

«Está bien, cariño, vamos a ver que nos depara este viaje». Elena besaba a Roger.

Después de varios días, La pareja viajo a Hungría para disfrutar de una gran aventura, llena de muchas sorpresas como cada viaje las tiene. Llegaron a Budapest, la gran capital donde se encuentran hermosas atracciones turísticas.

«Bueno, amor, ya llegamos». Roger movía a su esposa.

«Ay amor, que viaje tan largo. Me duele todo el cuerpo». Elena se estiraba.

«Vamos a descansar y mañana vamos a la Basílica de San Esteban. Será un gran día. ¡Yeah!».

El sol iba a asomando por el horizonte y Roger se levantaba lleno de energía. Movía frenéticamente a su esposa quien aún seguía plácidamente dormida. Después de unos segundos, Elena abría los ojos y estiraba los brazos.

«¿Ya es de día?».

«Ya, amor, vamos al balneario Széchenyi, necesitas recargar energía».

La pareja llegaba al hermoso balneario de estilo barroco y con aguas de un hermoso Azul con varios matices. Elena aún adormilada se sentó suavemente en la orilla. Cuando decidió entrar al agua termal cayó a lo profundo y no podía levantarse. Sentía que se ahogaba y movía los brazos desesperadamente. En ese momento, un hombre gordo y de larga barba blanca, la tomó y la sacó rápidamente.

«Amor, sentí que me moría». Elena se dirigía a Roger, quien llegaba corriendo a verla.

«No se asusté, eso siempre pasa aquí. Jaja». El hombre gordo daba media vuelta y se iba.

«Ya paso, amor, vamos al hotel para ir a la iglesia».

Elena y Roger salían hacia la Basílica de San Esteban. Al llegar se sorprendieron al ver la imponente estructura de estilo neoclásico. A dentro todo era maravilloso con esos arcos dorados y la bella decoración que dejaba boquiabiertos a la pareja.

«¡Qué belleza, amor!». Elena grababa con su celular el lugar.

«Empieza a disfrutar, eh, mi amor. Jaja». Roger miraba a su esposa como grababa.

Elena iba caminando y se miró un billete, ella sonrió y se agachó a tomarlo. Un hombre empezó a gritar y Elena no entendía lo que decía, pero el hombre se escuchaba enojado. Ella lo único que pudo hacer fue salir corriendo del lugar, mientras Roger salía tras de ella.

«Amor, ¡que susto!». Elena respiraba agitada.

«¿Qué sucedió?». Roger la abrazaba.

«Me encontré este billete y un hombre empezó a gritar, parecía enojado». Elena se tapaba el rostro con las manos.

«Vamos al hotel y nos preparamos para tener un tranquilo viaje por el Danubio, prometo que no habrá más sustos». Roger tomaba de la mano a Elena.

En la tarde, la pareja suben al barco para navegar por el Danubio. La tarde se mostraba con un espléndido sol y un paisaje hermoso.

«Esto es maravilloso y tan romántico, mi amor. He olvidado todo lo malo. Jaja».

«Tengo una idea loca, jaja, vamos a hacer la escena del Titanic».

Elena reía y se colocaba en la proa. Roger la sostenía de atrás y ella abría los brazos y en uno de ellos sostenía el celular para tomar una selfie. En ese instante, el barco se movió violentamente y Elena casi se cae, grito y luego vio como el celular caía al Danubio.

«Nooo, mi celular». Elena se lamentaba amargamente.

«Amor, cálmate. Son cosas que pasan».

«No puede ser todo ha sido malo para mí en este viaje». Ella soltaba un suspiro profundo.

«No te desanimes, vamos a comer al mercado central. La deliciosa comida te animará». Roger tomaba de la mano a su esposa.

Llegaron hasta la gran estructura de estilo neogótico. Los techos en punta chata y los arcos en puertas y ventanas robaban la vista. A dentro todo era surrealista, la gran estructura de hierro, locales de comida y alimentos, gran cantidad de gente y un ambiente que les recordaba a su hogar.

Un hombre de barba larga y de gesto amable los invitaba a entrar en el local. La pareja se sentó y el hombre les pasó unos platos con salchichas húngaras, pimientos rellenos, patatas asadas y vegetales encurtidos. Elena veía el plato y quedaba sorprendida, mientras Roger daba el primer mordisco a las salchichas. El gesto de Roger era de satisfacción.

«Prueba las salchichas, están buenísimas. Jaja».

Elena tomaba una salchicha y la comía, el sabor era muy agradable. La pareja devoró el plato y los rostros cambiaban de semblante con los deliciosos alimentos servidos. Después de unos minutos y de quedar satisfechos pidieron la cuenta al camarero.

«Bueno, amor, no me niegues que la pasamos muy bien y nada malo pasó. Jaja». Roger tomaba de las manos a Elena.

«Debo admitir que la pase muy bien, al final de nuestro viaje. Jaja».

El camarero llegaba con la cuenta de lo consumido. Roger recibía el papel y miraba el precio, sus ojos querían salirse de sus órbitas.

«¿Qué pasa, amor?». Elena miraba extrañada a Roger.

«Nada, nada, mi amor. Sal mientras voy a pagar la cuenta.

Luego de un momento, Roger salía corriendo y tomaba de la mano a Elena, mientras varios hombres salían tras ellos. Elena no entendía lo que pasaba, pero seguía corriendo. Después de varios minutos la pareja escapó de los hombres.

Ya en el hotel, Roger se acostaba en la cama fatigado y Elena miraba extrañada a su esposo.

«¿Qué sucedió allá, amor?».

«Nada. Solo fue un mal entendido entre idiomas. Jaja». Roger se levantaba. «Vamos a empacar para tomar el vuelo y no lo olvides, fue uno de nuestros mejores viajes. Jaja».

«De que hablas, es el único. Jaja».

El sol se ocultaba en la bella Budapest y los esposos se despedían de aquel lugar que les dejó muchas anécdotas para contar.

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