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| The corridors of power. | Allegorical painting on the ceiling. | This used to be at the top of the dome. | Farewell, Pariament. |
After Parliament, we headed in the direction of the cathedral, which wasn't far. We passed a memorial to Holocaust victims and a column to commemorate the Red Army's liberation of Budapest from the Nazis.
Our guidebooks both claimed that entrance to St. Stephen's Basilica is free of chage. Not now it isn't. Still, cheap enough. It's like any other grand Catholic cathedral, except that they have the saint's mummified right hand on display. Allegedly. It's someone's hand anyway.
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| Red Army memorial. | Holocaust memorial. | St. Stephen's Basilica. | St. Stephen's Basilica. |
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| Dome of St. Stephen's Basilica. | The dead hand. | Back in the sunshine. |
We came across a Mexican restaurant for a late lunch, Chimichanga, right by the cathedral. OK, not ethnic Hungarian, but pretty good.
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| A walk on the riverbank at night. | Buda all lit up. | A nearly full Moon. |
After returning home for a rest, we headed out for dinner (two Metros again) at another restaurant recommended in the guides, Monk's Bistrot, near the Elizabeth Bridge. Very good food, lovely ambience, jazz trio playing: all very nice. Pricy though. In later days we came to understand that the area is a tourist hot-spot, which perhaps explains the prices.