Mosonmagyaróvár
Last Week on the Road
My Epic Journey So Far
Today’s Weather Report
Day 165: Mosonmagyaróvár – the clouds are as grumpy as I am, casting a gloomy grey over the city. It’s a nippy 13.89°C, feels like 12.67°C, but who’s counting, right? I’m a gnome. I don’t sweat or shiver. But the wind! 7.2 m/s! Nearly blew my jaunty hat off. Good thing I’m heavier than I look! And the humidity? 51%. Perfect for moss growth. Look out ladies, this gnome’s getting a green beard! #TravelingGnome #OvercastOveralls #WindInMyBeard
Gnome-man’s Land in Hungary!
Just completed a fascinating 46.8 km journey from Pezinok, Slovakia to Mosonmagyaróvár, Hungary. The language change was quite noticeable as soon as I crossed the border. It’s always a delightful challenge for a gnome like me to adapt to new linguistic landscapes!
One of the most engaging parts of my journey was observing the Danube, Europe’s second-longest river, which marks the boundary between Slovakia and Hungary. As I strolled along the river, I couldn’t help but think of the Hungarian saying: “Aki keres, az talál“, which translates to “He who seeks, shall find”. And indeed, I found a whole new world on the other side of the river!
While in Mosonmagyaróvár, the “City of Waters”, I couldn’t resist humming a few lines from the local folk song: “Arany a nap a Dunán, Szép a lány a partján“. It means “Golden is the sun in the Danube, Beautiful is the girl on its bank”. The city, just like the song, exudes a certain charm that is hard to resist.
My journey continues to broaden my horizons, having covered 4974.8 kilometers in 165 days. From Schwechat to Pezinok, and now to the lovely Mosonmagyaróvár, every stop adds a new layer to my narrative.
As the Hungarian philosopher and poet, Sándor Weöres once said, “Az utazás nem a cél, hanem a haladás öröme“. In English, it means “Travel is not the goal, but the joy of progress”. And with that, I leave you to embark on the next leg of my journey.
Viszlát, until we meet again!
Stay curious, my friends.
Wandering Mosonmagyaróvár’s Streets
Gnome’s Colorful Misadventures
Painted en plein air while taking in the sights of Mosonmagyaróvár.
— Oliver the Gnome, aspiring artist
Canal Serenades in Goulash-Ville!
First, there’s the Hanság Museum, an architectural wonder that encapsulates the city’s rich history. It is a treasure trove of artifacts, from the Roman era to the present. As the Hungarians say, “Történelem nélkül nincs jövő” (Without history, there is no future).
Second, the city has given birth to many cultural icons, like the composer Ferenc Farkas. His melodies are as intricate and beautiful as the city’s waterways. Listen to his compositions and you might just hear the splashing of the canals and the bustling of the markets.
In Mosonmagyaróvár, history and culture intertwine like the threads of a rich tapestry. As the famous Hungarian poet Attila József once said, “A múlt és a jövő összefonódik” (The past and the future intertwine). Come, be a part of this tapestry, and let the city tell you its tale.
Bubbling Heritage in a Fishbowl
In Mosonmagyaróvár, a tradition that caught my gnome attention was the annual Halászléfőző Fesztivál (‘Fishermen’s Soup Cooking Festival’). Held in the heart of the city, locals and tourists from all corners flood in to taste the best “halászlé”, a spicy Hungarian fish soup. The air thickens with the aroma of paprika and fish broth, a delicious melody to the taste buds. The soup is not just food but symbolizes community and heritage. As the Hungarians say, “A jó halászléhez idő kell” – ‘Good fisherman’s soup takes time’, a metaphor perhaps for the city’s rich history itself.
Gnome’s Eye: Mosonmagyaróvár Marvels
See you tomorrow!
