Day 15: Budapest

A well earnt day of relaxation was on the cards for today, and so we decided to head over to the Szechenyi Baths (I hope I spelt that right). Basically, these are big thermal spring baths in Budapest, where you can spend the day catching the sun, swimming and relaxing in a range of pools from 15 to 50 degrees Celsius, depending on how you're feeling. So, we grabbed the bus, and walked in. We had booked massages for 2:00, and were ready to relax.

First we had to get changed, and so we went to our cabins (glorified changing rooms) before trying to find sun beds. On the first tour, we found none, so hopped in the largest pool, eh in was a lovely 37 degrees, surrounded by statues. It was like being in a warm bath, and it was sooooo relaxing, and what was even better is that it made the 32 degree sunshine seem cool, which is truly luxurious! Anyway, I spotted some people leaving their sun beds, and like ravenous hyenas, we poached them, quickly lying down to sunbathe. However, we forgot one small thing, reapplying sun cream after leaving the water. I don't think I need to explain what happened next, but I will tell you it involved pain, anguish and redness.

Anyway, thoroughly steamed, we were ready for our massages. We headed into the right area of the building, scanned our passes and waited. Soon we were being massaged. I cannot vouch for Mollie, but I thought it was a little overhyped, my masseuse wore a horrifying crocs and socks combination and had some weird psychedelic music playing. But I guess other than that it was pretty good, although those shoes may have permanently scarred me. After the massage it was back outside, where we decided to move our loungers to the shade, before we jumped in the pool again. 

There's not really much more to say about the baths, they're really beautiful and worth a visit, but make sure to heed Baz Luhrmanns advice, and wear sunscreen, especially if it's hot hot hot.

After bathing, we headed to the apartment, to after sun up, and order takeaway, as we were feeling a bit sorry for ourselves and didn't feel like showing off our lovely red faces. So after navigating a completely Hungarian takeout website, we managed to order pizza and fries and Hungarian dessert dumplings, which we enjoyed whilst watching Karl Pilkingtons adventures in Thailand on Netflix. All in all, a decent day (minus the horrifying injuries we suffered!).