This morning we walked to the Museum of Terror which sounds ridiculously scary and sensational; however, the museum is actually a record of the devastation and terror brought on by the Nazis prior to and during WWII and then by the Soviets until 1989. You can still see remnants of the communist years in some of the architecture and the city of Budapest seems not to have fully recovered from all those years. In reality, it hasn't been that long.
On the way we stopped and look at the opera house. We couldn't go in but we checked out what we could.
Ceiling of the portico of the opera house
Statue of Franz Liszt, Hungarian composer and pianist
Lunch spot
We all got tickled when Phil pointed out the Burger King sign advertised their hamburgers were made with pure goat meat!
A little art shop called Paletta
After lunch we went to the Museum of Fine Art, a wonderful museum with a huge collection of old masters and Spanish art. We saw the Helmut Newton exhibit and then visited a few galleries.
The building had huge staircases and beautiful painted ceilings.
We saw Bruegel's The Preaching of John the Baptist
We saw several of these little East German cars parked along the boulevard. Tony said they are Trabants.
All good things have to come to an end, so here's our last picture...a group shot of us just before we disembarked the Embla for the last time.
Left to right: Paul and Marti Carmouche, Tony and me, Ted and Melanie Thomas, Phil and Shan Megison, and Lynn and Wayne Homza
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