POSTCARDS FROM HUNGARY
Dearest one,
I write to you from the edge of a lake, upon which are perched the cutest little houses, each with its own boardwalk leading up to the sweetly painted door.
The lake is frozen, and the sky clouded over. It was quite difficult to find this special place, we had to drive down a sandy lane towards the dunes, on an unmarked road. I think they are owned by the local people, and are used for fishing - their situation on the lake proper making them ideal spots to wait for the fish to bite, while staying warm and cosy.
Here, I feel, is one of the strange parts, or wonderful pieces of the world, that only a few get to glimpse. If our travels have shown us anything, it is this: that this world is full of such beautiful secrets, tucked away in unassuming corners.
Anyways, I feel the cold air now, and must get back inside our moving home! I hope you are well. We are moving ever onwards. Our next destination is Slovakia.
Yours, sincerely,
Zoe and Oliver
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Pictured Above: Bokod Stilt Village
Hello Sweet Heart,
I hope you are well. When we last talked it sounded as if my postcards are arriving all jumbled, the chronology of our travels being mixed up by the speed of delivery. Funnily, that is how it feels in my mind also: all these memories, now mixed, but still so clear - like snapshots of moments.
This moment I wish to capture for you, as it has been such a pleasant day. We arrived in Lillafüred, a small town in the mountains of Hungary, and stopped to explore the well known Hanging Gardens. Here, in the Summer, I am sure the place is alive with people, but now in the Winter it feels eery and still. The sandwich stands are closed, the train station is quiet, and the beautiful hotel seems almost abandoned.
The gardens were lovely - we walked the paths that led through the different levels, all the way down to the waterfall which was turned to ice.
The lake, too, was completely frozen, and Oliver decided to walk upon it. After a little hesitation, I ventured out to join him, and felt a thrill at knowing there was nothing but water beneath my feet... Sometimes, I cannot believe I am here, doing all this. I feel more courage come to me every day.
Sending you some of that courage, and well wishes too,
Yours Sincerely,
Zoe
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Pictured Above and Below:
The town of Lillafured -
Oh, I am too excited!
Today was utterly blissful, and I found myself wishing, yet again, that you were with me - so you could see for yourself the beauty of Hungary!
We visited a tiny, traditional village by the name of Hollókő - one of the most charming towns I have ever seen. All along the cobbled streets were these lovely little houses and shops: a post office, a carpenter, a weaver's studio, a bakery - from which came the most delicious smells of baking bread, and in the midst of it all was a tiny wooden church.
I seriously felt like I was in heaven!
We bought some bread, then wandered about, and all the while we were being followed by this friendly grey cat, who was quite fat and ever so cuddly.
Tomorrow we have only one stop: at the Stilt Village of Bokod, where the houses sit upon the water, and then we are off to Slovakia.
Wishing you love, and cat cuddles,
Yours,
Zoe.
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Pictured Below: Snapshots of the UNESCO village of Hollókő
