Budapest part 1

   When the train you rushed to catch ends up not existing, what are a group of 3 international girls meant to do? Hang out under the escalators, phone every minibus driver you can get hold of and embrace the adventure. This mini farewell break is turning into an adventure before we've even left: so I am blogging on the go for this one. I will leave you as we wait for food and our minibus, planning which film to watch while we kill time. /R