This city is blessed with the most luxurious spa baths I have encountered on my journey. Ahh, this hot bath soaks into these old warrior’s bones nicely. The water from these baths come from the well capped at the Heroes’ Square. I suppose there is one positive thing being atop a tectonic plate prone to earthquakes. We know this well in Japan.

As I wander through the city, a loud boom rocks the quiet afternoon and before I knew it I had my sword out and was running to the source of the commotion, preparing for battle. Imagine my embarrassment when I arrive and all it was, was a display of horseman cracking their mighty bullwhips for the tourists outside the Fisherman’s Bastion. I sheath my sword and talk to one of the locals. Hungarian soldiers were recognized as some of the greatest horsemen in the world and would crack these mighty bullwhips in battle.

Budapest is a beautiful, beautiful city, and as I walk through the city at night marveling at the lights,, museums, and other art houses, I am content. I am learning much about history, culture, and engineering, but wonder if these are the things Sensei meant for me to learn on this journey.