If you don’t go to Szimpla Kert, then you’re szimply an idiot. (HAHA I’m so punny!!) What you could do is go eat at Trofea Grill first, which puts on a dinner buffet that could rival a Vegas casino, get a little tipsy, then head up the road to Szimpla Kert.
What is Szimpla Kert, you ask? Man, you’re lazy. Just google it.
Okay, okay. I’m feeling nice today. Szimpla Kert is a ruin pub in Budapest (duh) that is absolutely bitchin. Picture Alice coming out of Wonderland still all f*cked up on LSD or whatever she was taking, and going crazy gluing chairs to the ceiling and making couches out of old cars and bathtubs.
NOW you’re interested…
The Florence Diaries 