It was early and I climbed up to the top deck as we sailed
towards Budapest. I didn’t want to miss shooting the Budapest Parliament
building – you know the one – it’s featured in every TV ad for European River
Cruises, and with good reason; it’s gorgeous. We sailed into the city and I
wasn’t disappointed but as I stood there, taking photos and chatting, another
cruise ship passed going the other way. I estimated 50 passengers on the top
deck and they were waving to us, all three of us!
We disembarked after breakfast and headed into town on a
tour; it was our last full day of the cruise. Nora, our guide, explained that
Budapest (bood-a-pesht) was two cities, the hilly Buda, where we were to start,
and the flat ‘big city,’ Pest. “Hungary is a term applied to us by Westerners,”
she said, after Attila the Hun; “but… we call ourselves Magyars.”
We started high on a hill overlooking the city at the
Liberty Statue, a favourite communist icon. She’s the most prominent sight as
you cruise through the city. Why is a Soviet era monument still on place? Well,
says Nora, we’d grown so used to her we just couldn’t imagine her not there.
But, her inscription has changed; the words used to be written in Russian and
Hungarian and praise the liberating communist forces, now the text is in
Hungarian only, and is an anthem to freedom from oppression.
|Soviet Statue - Memento Park|
Originally there were two statues at Liberty’s base, one held a
hammer and sickle. But, he’s been sent to the island of misfit toys (actually,
the Communist Era Statues ‘museum’, Memento Park
, several miles south of
Budapest) – and, he’s got lots of company, the communists loved their statues.
For the city, World War II ended with the 50-day Siege of Budapest.
Stalin’s forces surrounded the city and Hitler insisted that the
German/Hungarian population trapped inside fight to the last man. Much of the
city was destroyed; each one of the bridges was breached or destroyed. As we
walked back to the bus, photos showing the destruction of that period were
displayed on a wall.
We drove to Heroes Square
, passing along Andrássy Avenue,
one of Pest’s main Boulevards. This street houses the Liszt Museum and also
Kodaly’s House. ‘Everyone knows Liszt,’ Nora said, ‘but few people know of
Kodaly. Yet, he devised the method we use to teach music (Kodaly Method), popularizing
Do, Re, Mi’. Also on this boulevard is the House of Terror, the headquarters of
the Secret Police in communist times. It’s now a museum and a testament to the
hundreds detained, tortured, and murdered there. As Nora pointed it out she
said, ‘I used to be a tour guide there. It’s relentless; there are no
shortcuts, you have to move through each grim exhibit on each of the floors.
It’s like shopping at IKEA!’
|Original Tribes - Heroes Square|
We park and walk out into Heroes’ Square. It’s 38°C and the
sun threatens to fry the sunscreen oil on our skin. There’s no shade. The
colonnade of former leaders looks down on us – the square was built in 1896 to
celebrate a thousand years since the seven tribes rode down from the north to
form this country. Those seven join Hungary’s beloved King Matthias, among the
many depicted here. All, except the Hapsburgs, removed and replaced during the
communist regime. From here you can see the old Yugoslav Embassy building where
the organizers of the 1956 Uprising were given safe haven… …and were never seen
alive again. In secret, their head Imre Nagy
was taken, tried, convicted,
hanged and buried face down, with his hands and feet bound in barbed wire. In
1989, he was reinterred in a ceremony in this square, attended by more than
|Comrade Stalin before the fall|
We hurry back to our air-conditioned bus. It’s time to
return to the cool shade of the boat for lunch. On the way, we pass Boots
Square. This square once contained a pretty little church. In 1951, the Soviet
government tore it down and installed a huge statue of Comrade Stalin
, a gift
from him, so that he could smile down on all their good work. Less than a 5
years later, during the Uprising, angry crowds tore it down. But, he’d been
well planted and they couldn’t topple him, so they cut it through below the
knees, leaving only his boots – hence the square’s name. The statue was cut
into small pieces – anyone that owns one is very proud of it, Nora tells us.
The square now holds a memorial to victims of oppression. There’s a reimagined
pair of Stalin’s Boots at Memento Park; but no-one's removing chunks, this time!
|Hungarian Parliament Building, Budapest - at Dawn|
Wow. Love the Hungarian Parliament building. Great shot and interesting post.ReplyDelete
Thanks Vicki, as always!Delete