Back to bed for us leftovers. We wake and check out and head to the museum I have been waiting for for days. The Invisible Exhibition. Essentially you are going through the entire museum with no sight. It is completely dark and you are led by a virtually blind guide through a series of rooms that represent the day-to-day life of a vision impaired person. It was such an engaging experience. We had a group of 5 plus our guide and we all got very close during the tour. You have to help each other through and if you are like me then you bump each other through. I swear my chest bumped into this guys butt like 12 times. At first it was really hard to adjust to not being able to see anything. The first room we came to was a kitchen and we had to identify items with our hands and the sounds the items made when touched. We learned that blind people have to put everything in a specific place everytime they use it so that they can easily find it again when they need it. We went through a series of other rooms until we arrived at my favorite place. It was a setup in the woods. There was a bridge that we stood on over a running brook. We stood there in silence for a few minutes to envision where we were. Apart from the brook, you could hear birds chirping and smell the timber, and for a second, I swear I could feel the sun on my face, kissing me good morning. Something the guide said made think: "When you are hearing these sounds and feeling these objects, a picture is coming to mind, no? Try to imagine that you were born without sight and that you have no memories to help illustrate these sounds and objects in your mind." It's not like I have never thought of this before, but when you are in an exhibit surrounded by darkness, it becomes a little more real. Another reminder of how blessed I am. It was a humbling experience to say the least, but still really beneficial. A chance to try to understand the world through different eyes- literally. The next setup we came to was a museum, we have a number of different sculptures before us that we felt to identify. I got David... I had already established it was a male based on the muscle definition but then I got to what makes David David and I practically shouted that it was definitely a male. The guide asked how I knew and like any 3 year old, I said, "I touched his private." HAHAHA How old am I? #Mature
We stopped for lunch at a really cool mexican place and I got my usual chorizo fix. It was like Moe's and there were drink refills- a true luxury. We wanted to go to Szentendre which is like 30 minutes by train but we didn't have that much time and we weren't exactly sure how to get there. So naturally, I look up another market which is said to be the biggest flea market in Eastern Europe. ALL OVER THAT. So we follow the directions to the absolute furthest metro stop, then get on a train and are supposed to get off at Fiume Utca. We asked the bus driver if the bus stopped there because it was listed under a new name and not 10 minutes later, he blazed through the stop without a second thought. We stayed on the bus unsure of where we were and unsure if we would be quicker to stay on and make the full trip, or turn around all together and catch a new bus. We got off. Walked to the correct bus stop and waited for the 4. Are we still in Budapest? NO IDEA. Not a sole speaks English and I am certain that every head in this village turned when we got off the bus. We absolutely look out of place- I don't figure they get many tourists.
By the time we make it back, its time to grab our packs and head to the train station. This night train is so nice. It was cool, comfortable, and clean. The essential Cs for travel by train.
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