I mock-shocked our tour guide and an American fellow tourist with this declaration.
But we'd just toured the Hungarian parliament,
a splendid building, a Palace of the People, gilt and all the Euro trimmings, much too fine a place (and too quick a pace) for a pee...which was becoming more urgent. And I ain't as young as I used to be (my fellow old ladies will grok what I mean).
So when we were toured out of the building and across the street to inspect a wall with bullet holes (marked by balls) from the Commie days
and gawped at the peace bridge (ironically, a bridge to nowhere, strictly ornamental),
and then marched off to see the statue of Ronald Reagan (pic stolen from internet, since I didn't get there),
who was some kind of hero to the Hungarians ("Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!"), I balked.
"To hell with Ronald Reagan - where's a bathroom?"
Mr. Wormburger, our guide, said I should try the restaurants across the street. I went to the first one, EAT-talian Pizza, but they were washing the floor upon opening and wouldn't let me in. Their rival, a lesser-named pizza place, were very gracious and a nice gentleman escorted me to the stairwell.
So if you go to Budapest and do a tour of the parliament buildings, which is practically de rigueur, and you're then a mite peckish, go across the street to the peace bridge and just across from that please patronize the pizza place that is not EAT-talian. Grazie. (Pronounce the "e" [as aye], or should I use the Hungarian: Köszönöm, pronounced kur-sur-nurm.)
Note - I was in Budapest only two days and didn't learn how to say thank you, or anything else, but made like an Ugly American, haha, that's what they'd think I was*, and spoke only English, but LOUD. In Italy, I did learn to say grah-see-aye, but that became necessary because I drank many cappuccinos and therefore had to find many bathrooms, and vice versa. On guided tours one seldom has to find for oneself - tour guides are very conscientious about the bathroom thing...normally...but this was the last day and I think Mr. Wormburger was somewhat annoyed. (I had been a bit of a nuisance FTTT.)
*I've heard of American tourists putting Canadian flags on their luggage to avoid the Ugly American expectation; rude Canadians do our own national duty by passing as American.
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Note - All the Americans on our tour were very nice, thoughtful and polite.
P.P.S. - I'm not a Reagan fan ANYway, tho the wall bit was probably A Good Thing.