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Wednesday 18 August
2004
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Packing
and Leaving
I can't deny I wasn't a little nervous about
the thought of traveling close to 700 kilometers
(420 miles) with two bikes strapped to the
roof. The bike racks seemed to be less than
stellar examples of design.
This became evident the day before as we were
actually putting the bike rack together and
it turned out that two of the u-bolts were
too long and so the threads didn't extend far
enough to enable us to tighten them properly.
A few extra nuts and the problem was solved.
Putting the bikes on the rack (that sounds Inquisitorial)
Wednesday morning revealed the need to improvise
some more: we had to secure the front wheels
with nylon string so the handle bars didn't
bang together as we rolled along.
Before our departure, a group photo was in order
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On the Way
The trip itself was somewhat uneventful —
just the third time from Poland to Budapest.
We stopped in Donovalay for a snack, in Sachy
for coffee, Vac for a walk, and somewhere for
lunch, though I can't remember where.
Gary denerwował się trochę tymi rowerami na dachu
ale w gruncie rzeczy to mieliśmy poczucie,
że nasz samochód wygląda po prostu - cool -
z tak wspaniałym bagażem. Największy stres
przeżyliśmy jednak na ulicach Budapesztu. Jest
to miast wyjątkowo nieprzyjazne dla kierowców,
szczególnie tych obcych. Centrum miasta to
labirynt ulic jednokierunkowych, w tygodniu
miasto jest niewyobrażalnie zakorkowane a do
tego budapesztańscy kierowcy nie mają za grosz
cierpliwości i nie zdejmują nogi z gazu jak
tylko warunki na drosze im na to pozwalają.
Poza tym, to jechaliśmy sobie beztrosko, słuchając
dobrej muzyki, Gary przygotował wcześniej najróżniejsze
składanki na wszelki możliwe nastroje jakie
mogły nas dopaść na trasie.
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| Interior of the basilica in Vac |
Group picture in Vac
on the bank of the Danube |
| After my folks got on the plane Thursday
morning, Kinga and I headed to Balaton, finding
a wonderful room with a fenced yard where we could
leave the car in Felsoors. |
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