The Quintessential River Cruise Port of Call
Budapest, Hungary is a tough city to pin down. It’s a city of contrasts, one of breathtaking beauty coupled with stark, barren reminders of the Second World War and the subsequent Soviet occupation. As the start and ending points for many river cruises, it’s also one of my absolute favorite ports of call along the famous Danube.
Here, then, is A Day in Budapest, Hungary – In Pictures.
We begin our tour at the Hungarian Opera House, which was designed by Miklos Ybl and opened in 1884. The story goes that Emperor Franz Joseph declared that the opera house in Budapest should not be as large as the ones in Vienna. Ybl promised and followed through on that guarantee, creating a smaller theater and stage. However, the Emperor didn’t specify how opulent it should be.
Reportedly, Franz Joseph visited the Hungarian Opera House only once, and was so incensed at its beauty and opulence that he never returned. His wife, Empress Elisabeth — or Sisi — did, however, return.
When I visited, Hungarians could enjoy the opera for am affordable price; even the best seats in the house only cost the equivalent of about $80, with the “cheap seats” going for less than the cost of a meal at McDonalds. It’s a venue dedicated to culture, with a full program of operatic productions scheduled. On the day following my visit, Erkel Ferenc’s Hunyadi Laszlo would premiere to a sold-out crowd. Just visiting this amazing, palatial space made me wish we were headed there for a full performance.
It’s worth noting here that there is an extra charge for those visitors to the Opera House that wish to take photos — like yours truly. Some river cruise lines, like Tauck, covered these additional fees for each and every guest wanting to take photos, along with the standard admission fee.
With ample time to explore here, we make our way to Hero’s Square, which was originally completed in 1900 and intended to be a monument to 1,000 years of Hungarian History. In later years, it has also functioned as a war memorial for both the first and second World Wars, as well as serving as a memorial site for Imre Nagy, a politician who was executed in 1958 as a result of the failed Hungarian Revolution of 1956.
After having lunch, I set out from the market on a three-hour stroll through Pest. I crossed the Liberty Bridge spanning the Danube, which was constructed in 1896 and opened by Emperor Franz Joseph himself. It measures 1,102 feet in length, and hosts trams, cars and pedestrians.
I also took the time to lose myself among Budapest’s streets; a good aimless walk is one of my favorite pastimes, and today provided a great opportunity for me to visit areas of the city that I missed during my first brief visit here last December, including the Chain Bridge, the Gellert Baths, Gresham Palace, and St. Stephen’s Basilica.
But one thing has remained with me all day, occupying the thoughts in the back of my mind like an itch that refuses to be scratched. It was the sight of dozens of cast-iron shoes lining the banks of the Danube near the Hungarian Parliament. Placed there in 2005, the shoes are intended to serve as a memorial to a dark chapter in Hungary’s history: the execution of Jewish citizens on the banks of the Danube in 1944-45.
Paraded through the city, they were forced to remove all their personal effects — including their shoes — while standing in a line along the edge of the embankment. With this task completed, they were then executed by Arrow Cross militiamen, whereupon their bodies would fall into the Danube.
Standing there today, such a tragic, brutal offence is difficult to imagine. The sun is shining, tourists are coming off river cruise ships not 500 feet away, and families are strolling past, eating ice cream cones as they go.
Yet it did happen. People — innocent people — were herded across the uneven cobblestone. Ahead of them, the Danube glistened, and Fisherman’s Bastion on the Buda side looked on silently. I can only wonder how many ordinary, good Hungarians closed their eyes when those shots rang out across the river. But I appreciated our local guide’s forthrightness when she explained this monument to us: “There are many beautiful moments of brilliance in Hungarian history; but then, there are those that we would rather forget; and those we would rather never mention. But to pretend it never happened is not the solution.”
It reminds me of a line in one of my favorite movies, Magnolia (1999): “We may be through with the past, but the past ain’t through with us.”
Regardless I love everything about Budapest. I love the way people dress, the way they talk, the way they interact with each other. Budapest is, if nothing else, a city that has left its mark on history — and one that has had history leave its mark on the city. The pain of the Second World War and the fear and uncertainty generated by the subsequent Soviet occupation can still be felt.
And yet, it is the perfect embodiment of modern history. Look to your left: There’s an H&M store and a Burger King. Look to your right: There’s some pock marks in the concrete on one building from when the Russians came rolling in at the end of the war.
When I first came here in December, I felt like I could have used a week in Budapest. Today, I still feel that way. Despite the fact I am returning in December for two days, I still feel like I need a week to even begin to appreciate all that Budapest has to offer. At night, I think it rivals many European cities in terms of raw, unmatched beauty. And how could it not? Few cities are book-ended on either side by a river and joined by ten bridges spanning the Danube.
There is no limit to what you can do in Budapest — or how many times you can return to fully appreciate this stunning Hungarian city.
Much appreciated account of Budapest. It makes me more excited than ever to visit in June.
Love your blog!
Yvette P says
Let me be the first to comment..My family migrated from Hungary to Melbourne, and l was born here, l was lucky enough to visit Hungary with my mum when l was only 16yrs old, many years ago..my memories of Hungary and it’s people are priceless. l wish l could now take my elderly mum on one of those cruises, she would love that so much, and so would l, throughout my life here in Australia, l have found that not many people are aware of Eastern Europe and what it has to offer.. it’s about time that part of the world is finally being advertised in holiday packages and people are beginning to travel to Hungary and other small countries in Eastern Europe. Loved the pics, and remember most of them places. thanks for sharing..Eve
Aaron Saunders says
Thank you for sharing, Eve. You hit the nail on the head: many people are simply unaware of Eastern Europe, how it has changed throughout the intervening decades, and what it has to offer. Everyone should experience it!