Buda Pie

14/12/2008

My Margit Sziget


This was where I took my very first steps.
Come and walk there with the old Danube to your left and right?
Are you in Buda?
Are you in Pest?
The sun.
The sun.
The sun.
Posted by Budapite at 20:09

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