Since I go running out at Margit Island and went out there this summer to try and get something resembling a tan before heading toward the pale shores of Albion, I’ve come across quite a few things that are rather odd or just bizarre.  Not sure what it is, but something about that place attracts the weirdos.

• There is a woman toward the southern end of lover’s lane, who shouts at the wind.
• The incredible noise-making baritone guy.
• An old guy who goes running about an hour before sunset runs wearing thick black mitts on his hands.
• The guy who doesn’t know how to politely perv in public.
• Topless sunbathing in clear view of passerby on a main Budapest road.
• Karl Marx.
• Urban regeneration.
• A guy selling the Hungarian version of the Big Issue, aka the homeless magazine, harassing people trying to sunbathe.
• The most impressive mullet outside of the NHL. Ever.
• Some dude playing his guitar, trying to get girls interested, while sitting on a bench, in the pouring rain.
• Guys perving at the people at the Palatinus swimming complex through the fence by the running track. I slowed down, but I didn’t stare.
• Foreign tourists with their trophy wives who are about twenty years younger and have had enough plastic surgery to keep a polystyrene factory running for another year.
• Girls handing out fliers for something. I really don’t know what they were for. I was distracted by their shorts, which is being a bit generous in terms of how long they were. Okay, that’s not weird. It’s just cool.

If I get together more things, I’ll let you know.

Don’t you hate when those unwanted Soviet relics get in the way?

Okay, I promise pretty soon I’ll actually start posting random thoughts and other things as opposed to just pictures.  Blame work and the thesis.

Located in Dob utca near Mummus, but completely unrelated to it, is Budapest’s very own second-hand sex shop. Many words come to mind, such as gross, nausea and disgusting. Got any of your own?

I walked by this place on Kazinczy utca about a week ago.  The sign on one side said bor, or Hungarian for wine. I figured this must be a wine establishment. But then my sister saw that on the other side, it said sör, otherwise known as beer.

So you see, you and your significant other can both frequent what must be a fancy establishment, as not only do they sell beer or wine, but both. Now isn’t that just classy right there?

250 forints ($1.50) will get you a beer glass fight, apparently, but chip in another 100 forints or 60¢, and you’ll get a proper battle. And they say everything is expensive these days in Budapest!

Okay, so I know it’s actually a power building, which would explain the lack of windows on the building, which incidentally is located in Dob utca, but still, isn’t it more fun to tell your kids that it’s where the vampires sleep during the day? That’ll get them to stop asking you all those questions, provided they know what vampires are.

Boredom a More Appropriate Theme for This Year’s Budapest Giant Poster Exhibition

Yes, this much red won’t take a long time to start bothering your eyes. You can read my review of Tűzraktér over here, and see where it’s located over here.

I have no idea what the hell this was doing at the Sziget Fesztivál, but for some reason, the American embassy had a tent there. Odd…

The West Hollywood Hyatt Hotel on the Sunset Strip is colloquially known as the Riot House due to all of the rock stars who’ve lived and partied there since the 1960s. It would appear that Budapest’s Mariott Hotel, one of the ugliest sights in the city, is trying the same although spelling it just slightly differently.