We take the
09:44 train to
on our way to Lake Balaton. Goodbye Slovenia, hello Hungary.
Here we meet East Europe in the form of a dumpy woman in the information
office. No English is spoken. (Proudly so!) She lists the times and connections for the train
to Balatonfüred on Lake Balaton. This she does by consulting printed
timetables and giving us a handwritten slip. No computers were used in that
exercise, not one line of SQL was executed. I'm impressed.
We have an hour to walk around the town. There's a hospital nearby.
Formidable nurses in starched white uniforms walk the grounds, some pushing
We return to the station. Folk are very casual about walking on the tracks,
the platforms are low so it does make sense to be able to walk straight to the
platform you want. (I'll have to start doing this in the UK!)
Train to Ukk... A railway junction in the middle of nowhere. The station has
beautifully tended gardens, and swifts nesting in the eaves. We wait there for
Wheel-tappers. Who remembers them? They're alive and well in
Hungary. Men with poles strike the carriage wheels at each station we
There's another train change at Tapolca. The train pulls away... doors
The lavatories are straightforward: beneath the seat is a 4 inch
diameter pipe, with the rushing track visible beneath. I imagine the
breeze would be most pleasant.
The train passes many bungalows, campsites and resorts as we get near to the
The Hungarian stations have a cheerful 7 note jingle that accompany the
(Sometimes they're a bit random. Is it artistic license, or buggy