Budapest Hungary – Szechenyi Baths

A long time ago, the Romans took over the area that is now Budapest and doing as Romans do, they built baths. Upon arriving in Budapest and slowly wrenching the keys of the apartment from the mamas, we gathered up our swimsuits and towels and walked across the Danube to partake. The Szechenyi baths of Budapest are the largest of the baths and conveniently located a few stops away on the underground train.


At the appropriate stop, we popped out and climbed the stairs to see this! Damn those Romans know how to build a grand bath building.


The entrance is very grand as well, but the real draw is the baths. How cool (hot?) is this!


We changed into swimsuits and robes in our cozy little cabin – they give foreigners like us a sweet tour guide to help us use the wrist bands and find our way around. Very helpful.


After the grand tour, we headed straight for the relaxation room because our massages were starting shortly. Who doesn’t want to relax here?


Packed with plants and soft music and the sound of trickling water, I could have stayed here all day. Honestly, this might have been my favorite place in the baths. In between getting thoroughly soaked, I would return here to read a bit. We could look out over the roofs of the city


Swinging in a hammock and nibbling the fresh fruit plates brought to us with cucumber mint water.


What could possibly be better? Here’s the view from the hammock – no kidding.


After massages, it was in and out of various hot water basins, super hot saunas, and cold plunge pools.


This is the ice you rub on yourself in the sauna!

And the sauna


And the super cold plunge pool after the sauna – this felt amazing on my sore arthritic hip!


Eventually, we’d had enough and we slowly wandered our lazy way out the door and into the city.

Budapest square

Budapest statue

Budapest wine

Budapest dessert

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