We crossed to explore the Buda side, leaving Pest for tomorrow. Great rivers demand great bridges and the Danube especially. The most famous is the Chain bridge, relieved of is refurbishing scaffolding we last saw it decorated with. The romantic name derives from it being Hungary’s first such suspension bridge with the cruising bit held up by chains.
It has a wee sibling: in Marlow where the engineer Clark built his original, before upscaling to Budapest. (Mid 19C). The Hungarian one was rebuilt in 1949 after being destroyed in WW2.
There are so many statues watching: small, large; metal, stone; stern, poignant, funny. Most people go past, heading to the honey spots and jostle for selfies.
The power and wealth behind the creation of the buildings boggles the imagination. Actually the skills of the builders even more so.
Travelling reflections 