Hungarian Countryside

We are taking a break from rushing about and dragging our suitcases as we are staying for a week at a small town on the shores of Lake Balaton.
Fortunately, our train ride was uneventful as it certainly had possibilities for failures. The stops are not called out or readily displayed so we really watched every time the train slowed until we were told that Kesthely was the last stop. While checking out the map posted on the train, we were told that the train was broken up along the route with carriages being directed to other towns. So frantically we searched for someone to tell us which carriages were going through to Kesthely and were told that we had to go to the front of the train. There was one car for bicycles with grab bars for those who wished to stay and protect their property. Initially, I thought this was where we were to stay which was alright as others were doing it but I did think it rather a primitive way to travel.
Arriving in town, we had no idea where our room was so we got a taxi which could not have gone more than 3 blocks and cost about $4. Guess we walk back when we leave.
For the first time in our travels, we asked for another room than the one to which we had been assigned. It was really small and very noisy. Kesthely is a mixed family and singles holiday destination for the Hungarians. Families wrap it up for the day by about 9PM which is when the party starts. Clubs in town stay open to 5AM when those who have a bit too much of the wine head home; rather noisily.
It is really very pretty with parks and older buildings; one of which is the Catholic Church which was built in 1386 along with a Franciscan monastery. During the Turkish invasion, this church was not used but was re-consecrated in the late 1800s. Fascinating! There is also a building which is now used by the wine producers to show off their product which was built in the 16th. Century.
The people have been very kind, prices; particularly for wine and beer, are extremely reasonable and the setting is lovely. Meals are only a challenge as my Hungarian does not extend to menus and, some of the dishes, I had not heard of. However, looking at John’s pie, you can see that we are not going hungry.
As I will not have Wi-Fi access for some time, this will be the only blog for this week.