In March of this year, I flew to Budapest for just one weekend. My sister, who lives in Brussels, was having a birthday celebration in Hungary and she so graciously shouted my ticket so I could party with her (thanks, Rissy!). Although I was not in Budapest long, I had a fantastic time and milked every moment!
The seven of us met in Budapest and rented a hip and centrally located house on Air BnB for around 40 USD per person per night. If you’re thinking of going to Budapest, I would recommend staying on the Pest side. Although the Buda side has a more beautiful view, the Pest side is where more of the bars and nightlife are located. Also note that Budapest is home to the top two hostels in the world so if you're solo traveling, HOP ON DAT SHIT.
Once we all changed our money (Budapest has it’s own currency, Hungarian Forints), and had some food, we went back to the house to get changed for a night out! We went bar hopping right around the corner from our house, which was helpful to me because I have no sense of direction.
Budapest is quite inexpensive, therefore, many shots of Palinka (Hungarian fruit brandy) were downed, and the night ended with a group of girls hyena-ing popcorn (sexxxy).
The next morning, shout out to Jesus for letting me live, we slowly made our way to the famous New York Cafe for some coffee and goulash, traditional Hungarian soup. Now, while the New York Cafe is stunning on the inside, and the food and coffee quite good, I have to warn you that if you need to be anywhere at all on this day, you shouldn’t come here. The service is incredibly slow, even for the whole “take your time” shit Europeans pull.
After the New York Cafe, we were all still a bit exhausted/hungover and we went for a lovely walk, crossing from Pest to Buda and back to Pest again.
Now, this night was supposed to be the highlight of our Budabest weekend: the famous spa party (or sparty, if you’re an asshole) at Lukacs Baths.
What it’s supposed to be: A party atmosphere in a relaxing spa! Drinks! Music! Lights! Smiles all around!
What it was: An overdose of douchy 18 year old guys on spring break, lots of pool hookups and dear lawd I don’t want to think about how many people pissed in the pool (oops, YOLO)
How fucking disgusting were the people at this place? Well some bitch period sauced all over my locker/changing room and then ghosted. YOU DON’T GHOST AFTER YOU PERIOD SAUCE.
At the end of the day, I had an incredible time in Budapest. It’s cheap, beautiful, and fun. I’m especially thankful to have gotten to spend quality time with my sister. Next time though, I’ll skip the sparty to relax at Rudas Bath instead.