Where has the small street under the stairs gone?
Since last week, the Danube has been angry with us. With the help of wave of rain and melting snow, it sends its message to us: flood. Tram has been long gone since the railway is under water. Zsolt has to take another route to work—which is longer, what a surprise. since then since the railway is drowned. Outside Budapest, people have been evacuated from their home. Farm and roads are under water. The brown water is everywhere. Now, we have a reason to worry. The river is only about 30 m from our flat. Each afternoon we’d take a little walk to check whether things have gotten better. There is only an estimated week left until it returns to normal, so they said.
Surprisingly, a quirky sign has appeared at Battyhány tér:
I have no idea who put it there, but the disaster has really become a tourist attraction as I saw. There were vendors selling pretzels for Ft 400 and beer for Ft 800 to the tourists gawping at the carnage along the shores of the Danube. People were now taking photographs of people eating popcorn, drinking beer and taking photographs, as Pestiside reported. Well, at least they still manage to be happy.
