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The Coffee House Challenge That Started It All Picture this: You’re sitting in Szimpla Kert, nursing your third fröccs of the evening, when your pretentious friend from Cambridge drops this bomb: “Budapest is just Vienna-lite, really. The coffee houses are…

I’ve called Budapest home for twenty years now. Came for six months, stayed for two decades — one of those happy accidents that change your life. This city has a way of sneaking into your heart, the way paprika sneaks…

Skip the touristy goulash—we’re diving straight into the belly of the beast My friend Alessandro—a proud Bergamasco now living his best life in Milan—believes in absolutes: Brunello is the only wine, Michelangelo the only sculptor, and that the universe of…

As a Budapester by birth and stubborn by nature, I’ve long believed this city is a bottomless pit of surprises. Just when you think you’ve mapped every crooked cobblestone and moody courtyard, Budapest hits you with something new—like a magician…

Hey fellow travelling families!If Budapest is on your radar (and honestly, why wouldn’t it be?), you’ve probably heard the whispers—no, the straight-up shouts—about our thermal baths. Steamy outdoor pools, soaring architecture, people pretending they’re in a 1920s postcard… the dream…