Quiet “night in” shared with a crowd of thousands

We were having a relaxed trip in our camper van back to Aktio Boat yard in Preveza, Greece to collect the remainder of our belongings from our catamaran Sunday which was in the process of being sold. 

Our trip had already taken us to Osnabrück and Leipzig in Germany, and Prague, capital of the Czech Republic (Czechia). Our next stop was Svitavy, also in Czechia. 

The Baroque Marian column erected in 1703 in Svitavy’s main square
The column is surrounded by the town’s three patron saints – complete with gold painted details (and below)

Svitavy is famous for being the birthplace of the German Industrialist, Oskar Schindler, who saved the lives of 1,200 Jews in World War ll.

Svitavy museum has a permanent exhibition on Oskar Schindler

We were surprised by how lovely the centre of the old town was. There were long arcades on either side of the main street interspersed with graceful Renaissance houses from the 16th century that were reconstructed in Baroque style after a fire in 1781. 

Historic arcades line both sides of the Main Street
Graceful Renaissance houses from the 16th century, reconstructed in Baroque style
The centre of the town is impressive and colourful

The Church of the Visitation of the Virgin Mary originally built around 1250 and rebuilt in the Baroque style in the 18th Century

We tried to go to the museum to see the Schindler exhibition but we had a problem – we had no cash and the museum didn’t accept credit cards. 

Unfortunately it was too late in the day to find an ATM and then walk back to the museum before it closed so we opted to give it a miss. 

While we were in Svitavy we decided to find a car wash as our van was absolutely covered in sticky dust after our accidental drive through unmarked roadworks a couple of days previously.

Our van was absolutely covered in sticky dust after our accidental drive through unmarked roadworks

We were were fortunate to find a car wash that accommodated vans very close to where we had spent the night but ran into trouble again as we had no local currency and our debit card didn’t work in the machine. 

Luckily a really kind stranger who happened to be in a nearby garage came to our rescue and exchanged some of our Euros for local currency and also helped us out with following the instructions to use the car wash!

Luckily a really kind stranger came to our rescue
Our rescuer! I only thought to take a photo as he walked away!

Later on that day we crossed the border into Slovenia and headed for Nitra, the oldest town in Slovakia. On the way there we encountered yet another road closure but at least this time there were clear signs and reasonably frequent diversion signs to follow. 

We encountered yet another road closure …..
……but at least this time there were clear signs and reasonably frequent diversion signs to follow

We found a delightful parking place in Nitra, right next to a park and below the old town – we could see the castle perched on the hill above. 

Of course we found the River Danube (everywhere we go we end up near water!) and had a great stroll along its banks before wandering around the centre of the city gazing at all the glorious architecture. 

A delightful sight on the way to Nitra
We found a parking place in Nitra, right next to a park
The park had a small
petting zoo….
……and lovely fountains (and below)
We could see the castle perched on the hill above from our camping spot

The current castle serves as the seat of the Roman Catholic bishoprics in Slovakia but archeological findings indicate that a large fortified castle had stood here since the seventh century. 

On our way to the castle

We walked up the hill and followed the cobblestone road towards the castle.

The Church of Saints Peter and Paul in the precincts of the castle

There were some impressive battlements but to our eyes the actual castle looked more like a small palace. Apparently, ongoing reconstruction of the castle has almost completely erased its original appearance.

There were some impressive battlements
To our eyes the actual castle looked more like a small palace
On the way to the inner entrance

The inner entrance however, was magnificent – the massive metal gate from the 16th century is still standing – complete with small holes made by musket balls from the time the castle was under attack by Turkish forces.

The cobbled road leading to the inner entrance
The inner entrance
The massive metal gate from the 16th century is still standing – complete with small holes made by musket balls
We could understand why a fort had been built here – the views were amazing
The current castle serves as the seat of the Roman Catholic bishoprics
A statue of John Paul ll in the castle grounds
A statue in the Castle precinct commemorating townspeople who died in the Plague

From Nitra we drove onwards to Budapest, capital of Hungary, where we stayed for the night in a small camper site quite near to a metro station from where we could travel into town. 

To get to the metro we had a very pleasant walk across the city park in which the impressive Vajdahunyad Castle can be found. 

The Vajdahunyad Castle at dusk

Close by to the Castle we saw a beautiful red and white striped air balloon which it turns out, is a tourist attraction but also takes children who have finished their treatment at the local children’s hospital up in the air to celebrate the end of their hospital stay. 

Close by to the Castle we saw a beautiful red and white striped air balloon
The air balloon is a tourist attraction……
……but also children who have finished their treatment celebrate the end of their hospital stay up in the balloon

The gas balloon, which is fixed to the ground, rises into the air to 150 metres giving the 15 passengers (and a pilot) spectacular views of Budapest. 

The roof garden at the Ethnographic Museum
A family enjoying steam coming from the roof garden
Heroes Square under refurbishment

We enjoyed our ride on the metro on the antiquated M1 line which was delightfully “retro” – it is now a UNESCO World Heritage site – and not much has changed since it was built in 1896!

The antiquated M1 metro line built in 1896
The old metro station

Of course we found the River Danube (everywhere we go we end up near water!) and had a great stroll along its banks before wandering around the centre of the city gazing at all the glorious architecture. 

Of course we found the
River Danube
The famous “Little Princess” statue on the banks of the River Danube
We enjoyed strolling round the city
There were many examples of fine architecture
Jonathan enjoying a quiet beer in the main square in Budapest

From Budapest we drove to Belgrade, capital of Serbia. As we arrived quite late (due to a long wait at the border crossing) we just wanted to park up, have dinner and get an early night. 

We had a very long wait at the border with Serbia

Fortunately we had found the perfect place – through a camping app called Park4Night – a massive public car park adjacent to the IKEA car park outside the city. 

The perfect spot – a quiet car park next to the IKEA car park

We settled down in the completely empty car park and were all alone until around four or five cars drove in and parked nearby.

All was quiet but then a few cars came and parked near us

As it was Saturday night we didn’t think it that unusual until another few cars arrived and then more and more came until an hour later the whole car park was absolutely packed with rows and rows of vehicles!

The car park was beginning to fill up big time

It soon dawned on us that these weren’t just any old cars – they were all souped up, wide wheeled, turbo charged, muscle cars!! And their drivers weren’t there for a spot of late night shopping – we had found ourselves in the middle of a drag race meet!

There were thousands of people there in the end
Everyone was very friendly

Cars queued up in the car park lanes and one by one took off at high speed down the narrow side street at the end of the lot. 

The cars roared off at high speed down the narrow side street at the end of the lot

For the next four hours instead of having the quiet relaxing evening we anticipated, we were in the midst of a cacophony of revving engines, squealing tyres and burnouts!

Things started to quieten down (a bit) by 10.30pm

We thought it was hilarious and actually ended up enjoying the festive atmosphere, the friendly ambiance and the high spirits of the onlookers. 

All that was left in the morning were skid marks ….
…and traces of rubber from the hundreds of wheel spins!

We later learned that these meets outside Ikea stores happen on a regular basis through out Europe. Next time we feel the need of a quiet night we know that an Ikea car park might not be the place to go!


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