October 17th, 2026
I lucked out with another gorgeous, sunny mid-October day so
I decided to take advantage of it. To
start the day, I decided to walk to the Heroe’s Square,
one of the major squares in Budapest. It
is located on the border of a large city park, and its main feature is the
Millenium Monument, with statues featuring the Seven chieftains of the Magyars and
other important Hungarian monarchs and national leaders. The horse mounted chieftains were some menacing
looking dudes, that’s for sure.
Walking through the streets of Budapest.
It’s a semi-circular feature with a column in the middle that normally has a 4.8 meter tall statue of the Archangel Gabriel, holding the Holy Crown of Hungary and the Apostolic Double Cross. However, Gabe is currently missing. It was recently deemed that he was a little precarious up there so there are working on fixing that problem, so for now, it’s just a column.
I continued walking into the park which was quite busy as it
was a Sunday. I passed by a large, flat
concrete area with a few buildings on the periphery, and I wondered what it was
for. I looked online, and in the winter
it’s a big skating rink…cool.
The skating rink area.
At first, I thought I’d just get a closer look at it for some photos and check out how it worked. But then I thought, “Why not take a ride?”. I walked up to the ticket booth, and the wait was about 40-50 minutes, but there was a spot by the entrance with a café and some tables outside. I could enjoy a beer and do some blogging while I waited. Perfect.
Called “Balloon Fly”, the massive sphere is filled with non-flammable,
non-toxic helium gas that provides continuous, eco-friendly lifting power. Rather than floating freely, it is securely anchored
to the ground by a heavy-duty steel wire. It functions like an open-air lift,
ascending straight up to a maximum altitude of 150 meters and returning along
the same vertical line. The basket below
the balloon, well, it really isn’t a basket per se, but a circular, metal ring
that could hold about 20 people.
Watching the balloon take off.
The balloon at its max altitude of 150 meters.
About to hop on.
Once we climbed onboard, the pilot made sure that we spaced
out evenly so that the metallic donut would sit level below the balloon. After a few minutes at altitude, the pilot
told us to slowly walk around in the same direction, maintaining our distance
to one another, so that everyone could soak in the views in all directions.
Houston, we have lift-off.
Check out the views!
Yup, it was a good choice Dave!
It was definitely something different, and I knew that I didn’t need to go up the dome of the basilica as Balloon Fly took me more than twice as high. Afterwards, I wandered through the park a bit but then found the metro station. It was a tiny station with a tiny subway, but researching it later, this is the first subway line in Budapest. It was actually constructed for the Millenium Celebration in 1896…no wonder it’s small. The other three metro lines are more modern and the stations and trains are bigger.
Exiting at the St. Stephen’s Basilica stop, it was a two-minute walk to the cathedral, which was impressive, but I wasn’t bothered to pay to go inside.
The square in front of the basilica.
Instead, a specific restaurant caught my eye, and it was
already 2 pm and I hadn’t had lunch yet.
The place was called “Lángos”,
which is actually a Hungarian specialty that Naomi told me I should try. A lángos was historically made of the last bits of the bread
dough and baked at the front of a brick or clay oven, to be served hot as the
breakfast of the bread-baking day. Now
they are a common staple served up with a variety of toppings like sour cream
and cheese, or in my case, I ordered one with Bolognese sauce and cheese.
My lángos...it was bigger than I expected.
For the rest of the afternoon, I walked down to the Hungarian
Parliament to get a closer look at its ornate exterior.
The Budapest Ferrari dealership I just happened to pass by.
By the time I’d circumnavigated the biggest building in Hungary, it was time to head back to my place as it had been a long day. Tomorrow morning, I hop on a train to Győr, a small city only an hour and a half northwest of Budapest.


