I didn't know that there was a coffeeshop culture in Budapest, but once I learned of this, I had to visit one. I am at the Muvesz cafe, which has been here since 1898. It may have once been a hangout for liberals and writers, but now it seems to be a stop for shoppers and tourists after their visits to Dolce as Gabbana and the Opera House across the street.
Still... I needed a place to sit and drink a coffee.
I just came from the House of Terror, which documents the Nazi and Soviet occupations of Hungary. It is one of the more impressive museums I've been to... the flow and design of each room is really striking, and accompanied by dramatic music and lighting. I only wish more of it was in English.
Before that I stopped for a quick bite to eat at Bombay Express, an Indian fast food place. Perhaps the worst Indian I've ever had.
And a tiny pastry for dessert. Cost about 30 cents.
A cute sign I saw on the way: