Today we were sailing on to Hungary. Not a great distance but on a river at ‘river
speeds’ we did not reach our next destination until after lunch. We had been delayed in the morning because
the Hungarian officials delayed in arriving on board for a ‘face to face’
passport control. In itself that only
involved a quick walk to the atrium when our deck number was called. We then
collected our passports which were stored by cabin number, show it to once
official who handed it to another who stamped it. He passed it to a third officer who put it
back into a case. The ship kept the
passports for the whole trip since we were in four different countries along
the way.
Elva and I had already reallocated our suitcase spaces for
the move tomorrow to the hotel in Budapest.
I put the few things I would wear there to the top and just under that
my jeans and a long sleeve shirt and sweater for the flight home. Also packed up in the bottom stuff I wouldn’t
need at all. So now we had time to say goodbye to the folks we had met that we
might not see again because there were two hotels booked. Some are going on to Prague after that. Some are traveling around Europe because this
week long river cruise is the beginning of their trip while we can’t wait now
to go home!
After lunch we boarded our bus for a short drive into
Kalocsa.
We visited the ‘Big Church’ which happens to
be the
Cathedral
Church of the Assumption of Mary.
It
was first built in 1050. Of course, through the centuries, it has been
destroyed by invaders more than once.
This version of the Cathedral was built on the site of the previous
churches between 1728 and 1774.
The current
building is classic Baroque in style.
It
is currently undergoing an archeological study.
All around it everything is torn up.
Once settled inside we were entertained by an organ concert
which was performed on a masterpiece that was approved by Franz Liszt. His statue had to be moved to the side because
of the excavations. The music was
beautiful because the organist was a true artist. We all sang along when he concluded with the
Battle Hymn of the Republic in our honor.
Our next stop was in
Puszta.
Here is the ranch of the
MagyarHorseman.
What fun.
Of course it started with Rakija!
Then we took seats in a covered stand to
watch a fun demonstration of the legendary skills of these men.
Who but these men would ride hoses with
saddles that are not attached? There was comic relief with a Sancho Panza type
character riding the donkey!
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We were led by one of the riders. Note he uses no saddle and so no stirrups! |
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Great horseman ship and well trained animals. The whips never touch the horses but they respond just to the sound and movement of the whips. |
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A very unnatural pose for a horse to sit like a puppy! |
There was an oxcart pulled by special white oxen with golden
balls on the tips of their horns. This
is not vanity but protection from being gored.
It also quickly identifies them in the herd. Some games were played. A rider had a ladies scarf and the others
tried to snatch it. Of course, the guy
on the donkey won! It was all good
fun. In another game the goal was to
knock a chunk of wood off a stand. The
fun there was also watching the ladies who had to plow through the mud to put the
block in place. Different teams of horse
were ridden, one, two three. On the team
of three the third horse is actually attached to the rear wheels of a cart.
This gives extra strength to move heavy loads through the flooded river
banks. One rider managed a team of ten
white horses making several turns around the muddy field.
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The traditional costume is a blousy blue pant. |
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That is a ten horse team of white stock being ridden by one man standing on the two rear horses rear ends! One foot on each! |
At the end we had a chance to visit the stable where all the
horses were having a hay snack. Then the
‘carriages’ pulled up and we climbed aboard a covered cart for a ride around
the field, past the sheep, past the cattle.
We had such a good time. Way
better than a hay ride. Unfortunately my
phone was dead so no video!
The farms around here have a primary product –
Paprika.
It comes in mild, sweet, smoky, and super-hot.
Of course I bought some for my son-in-law who loves spicy things.
He will have to let me know if it is.
On the way back to the ship we passed a circus that was
having the elephants help with unloading and setting up! So classic and we seldom, if ever, see that
at home any more. Once on board we got
ready to have dinner. Allan decided our
last meal should be in the dining room which was a noisy as ever. Here is my helpful river boat tip --- eat on
the terrace! Way better for
conversation, way faster service. Lee
Ann won’t be going to the hotel in BudaPest with us because she is staying on the
Embla until Amsterdam. She will have a
tour in the morning then sail away. The
rest of us tucked in to get ready for an early exit in the morning.
Good night.
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