We all knew this was going to be a great trip from the start because at the airport on our way to Budapest, the guy was asking people to check bags. The couple in front of us were being complete assholes and would not just there bags because he wanted his newspaper.
We all offered up our bags and just to tell off the other couple he let us skip the whole line, even priority.
You should of seen the look on the couples face.
We were o a high, one of the girls walked us to get on to the plane first, and she made it all dramatic, and funny.
It was such an experience.
We go to Budapest late, the group separated because some of us wanted to stay at a party hostel that online cost 7 Euros a night, the others did not think they could handle it.
Man I am so glad I choose the hostel. It was made for me. No joke, I was trying to extend my trip after being there a hour.
Their main quote for the hostel is: " You can check out when ever you want, but you can never leave" - and boy is this true
We walk up to this grungy dirty hostel, with shirts and shoes in the tree. We here a guy yell at us, it was Ren. This Aussie that works there ( so many Australians there). We walk up to graffiti covered walls, and it legit looked like a garage punk band house. Ren was the only worker there and he was shit faced so he didn't check us in and stole 3 bottles of wine with us for a hour and a half just talking. He greeted Nin and I with kisses and boob squeezes. I didn't mind.
This is there bio:
"About Grandio Party Hostel
Grandio is one of the only true party places on this earth that welcomes alcoholics, lost souls and party people with talent but no direction and audiences. It’s a living, breathing creature that is constantly evolving – the place with a crazy cult following.
The place itself is as derelict as our staff and guests and has been decorated by street artists from around the world. So the imaginative amongst you might appreciate the fact that all of our rooms and the facade, are decorated by the best street artists of Budapest, and have been added to by global artists who liked what they saw and wanted to make it even better.
Grandio is one of the only true party places on this earth that welcomes alcoholics, lost souls and party people with talent but no direction and audiences. It’s a living, breathing creature that is constantly evolving – the place with a crazy cult following.
The place itself is as derelict as our staff and guests and has been decorated by street artists from around the world. So the imaginative amongst you might appreciate the fact that all of our rooms and the facade, are decorated by the best street artists of Budapest, and have been added to by global artists who liked what they saw and wanted to make it even better.
You can sleep when you're dead so DON'T expect to get any here."
They warn you like 10 times that it is a party hostel.
It is almost exhausting trying to explain how amazing this place was, at least for me personally. It was like a hippie commune. Grungy, hippie bearded men, AUSTRALIAN MEN ( that all looked like heath Ledger) that are all workers and volunteers and they are paid to get fucked up with you.
After our wine with Ren we get to a pub to meet up with the other guys and I got blackout drunk. We went back to our hostel and into what they called, " the anal room" where you get to write your name on the wall if you have sex in there. I ended up making out with the manager of the hostel, Pixie, who loves to wear colorful leggings and has crazy curly hair.
All the workers have weird names like ballsacks, bambi, Avril, Ren , Pixie
(Pixie!)
The second day Nin, Phillip and I got up at 8:30 even though we went to bed at 5:30, we felt like death but got food, and went on the way to explore the city. We saw so much. This is one of the most beautiful cities. We saw Christmas markets, the bridges, great views, the palace, the churches, etc. It is like a magical oasis.
Then we met up with our other friends ( some came a day later) so we were a group of 12. Our hostel host things everynight and that night was a Jagger bomb train night at there sister hostel. Nin and I finished 2 bottles of wine before we headed off with the group to the Retox bar. On the way there Phillip fell and took me down with him, but we both managed to not spill our wine. The locals thought we looked crazy.
When we got to the bar/hostel it was just all the hot guys from our hostel, and tons of like minded travelers. It was dream. I had a obnoxious amount of shots, we did the Jagger bomb train which was 50 people or more each taking 5 bomb shots, I fell out of the bathroom stall, peed in the street while people walked over my urine, saw ballsack ( worker) give a full on naked strip dance, I fell at least 10 times, sprained my ankle, and then on the way home got into a fight with a man and was kicking all the garbage's. I think it was the most blackout drunk I have ever been. It was hilarious and perfect for being at party hostel. I even fell sleep in the anal room.
Phillip fell asleep at the bar and had loads of strangers color on his face in sharpie.
The next day we all felt like asshole but still got up early and hit the famous Hungarian Thermal baths. This was the perfect hangover cure of my life. We sat in the spa with the crisp cold air for 5 hours. We went into saunas, steam rooms, ice baths, whirl pools. We made it so fun. After that we went back to the hostel to pre drink AGAIN.
We had a little bonfire at the hostel, drank with the other guest an workers, and we tore it up in the anal room, dancing, screaming, and talking the best photo shoot of my life.
( Ballsack!)
Then we hit the famous ruined bar, Szimpla Kert.
Ruined bars are all the rage in Budapest.There are in District VII neighborhood (the old Jewish quarter) in the ruins of abandoned buildings, stores, or lots. This neighborhood was left to decay after World War II, so it was a perfect place to develop an underground bar scene.
I have never loved a bar more. Tons of lights, odd end furniture, grungy, dim lighting, tons of art work, it is the perfect bar. They are usually multi leveled and almost like a maze with plants and random rooms.
When we got back home we were so drunk that we decided to all try and punch a hole in the bathroom wall. I punched it so hard we all thought I broke my hand, and now I have a nice big bruise. The worse part is I didn't even make a hole.
We really did partying this weekend, i drank every day for a week straight, heavy drinking, and I do not regret it at all. Studying abroad baby, this is the stuff I will look back on.
We had the time of our life, I became a part of that city and that hostel, you almost mold into the city, it takes a part of you. I think it is one of those places for me that when you are there in the moment with the right people you are just like, this is the place for me. That is how i feel about Budapest.
I know this is a long post because I just cant put into words what a place this was, the people i met, how fucked up I got. It almost didn't feel like a real world. It was a dream land for me.
Funny quotes from the trip:
" Throwing up was the best decision I made all day." -Nin ( throwing up at 10 am)
" I came through this hostel 2.5 years ago, and just never left." -Ren ( hostel worker)
" I know I am drunk when I want to smoke a cig through my nose."- Nin
"Phillip I am going to fill you with my semen." - Random guy at the hostel
" Of course this is a fanny pack, I usually wear leggings, so how else am I suppose to carry my stuff around." - ballsack
"If you see dirty men, with long hair, and leggings on, thats how you know they work here."- Ren
"What the fuck did I do last night, I need to be locked in a cage." - Nin
Alex got a great picture of my drunk in the anal room and she posted it with the best caption and I think this caption is the perfect way to end this post because it describes how I feel about studying abroad and being able to travel on weekends:
" That awkward moment when you realize you are in one of the best cities in the world with grungy pubs and bearded hippie men that all want to drink with you, then you realize that you are there with the best people in the world and it all gets too damn much so you turn into a demon and then you just carry on with your night"
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