Spent all day in Budapest’s Gellert Spa and Baths, the kind of place that might make you say both “Ooh la la” and “Hot diggety.” But probably not at the same time.
The Art Noveau complex was completed in 1918 in this city where, as noted on Gellert’s website, “it [Budapest] is unique for being the only large city in the world, which abounds in fountains of healing water.”
Temperatures range from 17 to 36 degrees Celsius. The quaint cold pools are conveniently just outside the hottest saunas, so you can painfully maneuver your way out of the singing steam and collapse into a tidy wee icy pool to see if you can make your heart explode and your brain race past the point of comfortable functions.
You’re probably wondering what kind of minerals are in these waters. A fair question: calcium, magnesium, hydrocarbonate, alkalis, chloride, sulfate, and fluoride. So you can brush your teeth with it.
And before you ask, yes, the facility has an inhalatorium.
After my thorough cleansing and subsequent rehydration, I hopped over to the train station to discover I’ve got an entire cabin to myself (knock on hard plastic) on this 26-hour journey to Kyiv, and there’s a socket in here so I can plug in my “devices.”
A fine farewell to Central Europe.
And incidentally, I chose the photo at top of Budapest’s Keleti Railway Station and my Kyiv-bound train just because it’s so much nicer than Sarajevo’s and I wanted to get that taste out of my blog.