From:     Nat Hager III
  Date:      Saturday, 1998 August 29  17.07
  Subject:  Lake Balaton to Bratislava
  
  Hi Folks,
 
   
  Xuan and I are in Prague, Czech
  Republic, after having driven from Budapest down to Lake Balaton, then north
  through the Hungarian countryside to Bratislava, Slovakia, then up to Brno,
  Czech Republic, and now over to Prague.  Prague is by far the most
  beautiful city we've seen, and I'll describe it in the next email. Don't have
  a Net connection right now, so I'm writing this in advance and sending it when
  I get one
   
  Tuesday morning we left Budapest
  and drove down one of the main motorways 100 km southwest to the resort area
  of Lake Balaton.  We headed for the town of Tihany, on  a small
  peninsula jutting into the lake.  We followed a winding road around the
  peninsula, with beaches and hiking trails off the road and tall rows of
  Lombardi Poplars (?) lining both sides of the road.  At one point we
  passed a sailboat marina with 20-30 full-size, though slightly old, sailboats
  tied up like a typical marina.
   
  At the far end of the peninsula
  was a ferry to the other side, and around that a lot of flea markets, snack
  bars, etc.  German was the defacto second language, as in most of the
  former East Bloc, and we figured this must be a popular resort for the former
  East Germans, who kept coming out of nostalgia.  All of the merchants and
  waiters, whether they like it or not, spoke German and we noticed the German
  "Zimmer Frei" (room vacancy) almost universally replacing its
  Hungarian equivalent.  English was starting to make inroads, but just
  barely.
   
  At the top of a long hill was
  Tihany itself, which felt very much like a small town in the English Cotswolds. 
  Lots of stone houses on narrow winding roads leading up and down the hill, all
  anchored by a prominent church at the top.   Many of the houses had
  thatched roofs and one item at the food markets that really added color were
  the bright red "paprika" peppers.  Paprika seems to be
  everywhere, and is apparently a staple in Hungarian cooking. 
   
  We drove to the far end of the lake and then
  returned, getting some inexpensive rooms across the road from the marina near
  Tihany.   I had the pleasure of "locking" my parking
  space, which involved setting up a small barrier behind the car with a
  padlock, to minimize the danger of car theft.   This is still a
  problem in the East and most hotels provide a locked parking area, with Avis
  and the other major rentals adding a $50 surcharge for taking a car into the
  east.
   
  Wednesday we headed straight north toward
  Slovakia.  We took back roads off the motorway, which convinced us the
  "up-and-coming" look to Hungary was not just limited to the
  principle cities and motorways, but  was pretty universal.  We
  stopped at an electronics shop in Gyor, to replace a lost AC plug adapter for
  my laptop, and wound up having breakfast at the "Mozart Cafe".  
  Everything felt very upscale, from the pastry under the counter, to the new
  ceramic tile, to the background music, track lights in the ceiling, etc.
   
  At the cafe I noticed a "no cellular
  telephones" symbol on the door, but that seemed to be ignored as this is
  one of the principle tools of the new entrepreneurial class.  You quickly
  notice that everything is being driven by this entrepreneurial class, which
  further east I guess degenerates into the Russian gangs.   At any
  rate, things are certainly reversed from 20 years ago, with the government
  being the weaker element.
   
  Heading north from Hungary we crossed into
  Slovakia, about 10km south of Bratislava.  Here we noticed a bit of a
  step down, and wound up just walking around the downtown for a couple hours and
  touring the old palace on the hill.  Bratislava has a bit of a Soviet-era
  appearance, with oceans of high-rise housing on the horizon and a rather
  menacing-looking suspension bridge design over the Danube river.  It's
  heading in the same direction as Czech and Hungary, but not as far along.
   
  Heading north of Slovakia we then crossed into
  the Czech Republic, which is now a completely separate from Slovakia. 
  What was once a straight-through highway in the old Czechoslovakia is now
  blocked and abandoned, with full passport control, money conversion, etc. 
  Czech Republic is clearly the winner, since once we crossed the border things
  shot up significantly.  The Czech border guards were dressed sharper, the
  highway was in great shape, commercial activity was everywhere (adds for
  Novell, Sun, IBM, etc) and everyone seemed to have a web/email address.   
   
  We stopped Wednesday night Brno, and then headed
  into Prague Thursday, where we are now.  Prague is really impressive, but
  I'll have to make that another email.
   
  Later,
  Nat
   
  Thursday 27 Aug 98  23.00 CET
   
   
   
  Material Sensing & Instrumentation, Inc.
     
  
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