[finally another friday. i really had a terrible week at work, not only that i was busy all week and making long hours, today we also moved from one room to another room. the atmosphere at the project site and among the projects are not very good. people shouting to one another, the three letters and four letters word are used in writing and in spoken. the negative energy is creeping into everybody. people are demotivated. i had another late night yesterday attending the farewell dinner for my practice where the practice lead is leaving us for another company. all in all, it is a roller coaster week and i need to take the weekend to rest and recover well. that's all about the reality but for now i am going to introduce you to lady liberty]
twenty fourth august
another day in budapest, today you start off by conquering another hill a little southern than buda hill. you took a tram that stop you at elisabeth bridge just opposite to gillert hotel. there is a spring water fountain where many people are here to wash or drink from the source...
it’s only 10:22 and the temperature is already 32c. you still have a hill to climb for you have a date with her. Her name is liberty – lady liberty, a hungarian version. she is awaiting you right there.
you see her already from the foot of the hill, she is so near, yet so far away. it’s another tough walk and a steeper one compare to the buda hill hike.
as you walk toward gillert hill, you have a up close and personal meeting with elisabeth bridge on your right, the green steel bridge is name after the hungarian most beloved sissi of bavaria. the wife of franz josef
you are half way up the hill, the sun is so fierce that you are almost exhausted for such a short but steep hike up hill. the path is not clearly signed, you have to look at the surrounding view to orientate yourself.
you walk, you stop, sometime you feel that you lost your way but the passer by confirm that you are in the right direction to meet lady liberty, and suddenly you arrive!
she is 14 meters high, raised in the memory of country’s liberation. at her foot there is an allegory of progress at one side and the other is a statute that fight against evil.
miss liberty is holding aloft the palm of victory looking up to the sky, she is a little tired and weary, is about time for her to put on a new clothes
miss liberty from another angle, another perspective but still equally elegant. you salute and amaze by her will to carry the loft of palm in her hands for eternity, for as long as she is there....
not far from her, there is this citadel that apparently never fight a battle, like her counterpart prince charming that standing at the other hill, the buda hill.
at the souvenir stalls, you spotted the old reproduction portrait of sissi and one with the whole family. you know why sissi is so famous here in hungary but you didn't expect to see her being mentioned everywhere and when hungarians speak of her, they are always full of passion and admiration.
when you are up there, she shows you the view of the city, you see more from this peak, your perspective of budapest enlarge.
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