We realized that Hungary isn't a "luxury" destination. It’s a messy, spicy, filling one. You don't go to Hungary to relax. You go to argue about goulash, to soak in 40°C water while playing chess, and to realize that "CKM" stands for "Crisis Management King/Queen."
October 3, 2011 (Retrospective)
Long story short: CKM gave a 10/10 to a 70-year-old woman’s dried sausage. She was so happy she kissed us on both cheeks and forced a liter of homemade pálinka into our backpack. We were functionally useless by 2:00 PM. We took a day trip down to the "Hungarian Sea"— Lake Balaton . The water was still swimmable in September, just barely. We rented clunky old bikes to ride along the north shore. CKM - September 2011 Hungary