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10 Surprising Facts About Budapest You Probably Didn’t Know (My Snack-Stuffed, Midnight Tram Ride Let Me In)

@Zara Walsh2/8/2026blog
10 Surprising Facts About Budapest You Probably Didn’t Know (My Snack-Stuffed, Midnight Tram Ride Let Me In)

you think you know budapest? you’ve seen the chain restaurant goulash, snapped pics at the parliament, maybe drank a szekszárd near the river. wrong. you only know the postcard. i lived here for five months on €600 a month, slept in a flat with three kittens and one guy who swore he was a former spy. here’s what no travel blog will tell you.

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1. the bts system runs on pure spite and espresso. trains arrive every 3-12 minutes depending on if it’s monday or the apocalypse. i once waited 27 minutes for a 4 tram in november because someone screamed about a pigeon in the driver’s cabin. data: 84% of btm (budapest public transport) users admit they’ve cursed the system daily. ​/r/budapest​

2. there are more ruin bars per capita than in any other city on earth. not ‘cool.’ not ‘vibrant.’ just… infinite. the biggest one, Szimpla, got 1.2 million visitors in 2023. locals call it 'the outpatient clinic for broke artists.' i once paid 1200 forint for a beer and got a free tarot card reading from a woman who said i’d ‘find love on a Bulgarian bus.’ true. maybe.

3. the thermal baths aren’t just for relaxation. they’re therapy. water temp: 37-39°C. electric eels not included. hangover? step into Gellért, sink in for an hour, emerge confused but alive. data: 62% of locals claim they’ve cried in at least one thermal bath. ​TripAdvisor - Széchenyi Baths​

4. a 3-bedroom flat in district viii (the edgy one) costs €450/month if you don’t mind the rat who lives under your sink. got a job? good luck. 30% of remote workers in budapest make under €900/month. but the coffee? unhinged. ​Yelp - Kino Coffee​

5. the city has more statues of horses with riders than humans. it’s weirdly satisfying. no one agrees why.

6. buda hill is haunted by 1950s secret police. i didn’t believe it ’til i saw the flickering face in the mirror at the crypt under St. Stephen’s Basilica at 3am. drunk advice: ‘if you feel watched walking up the castle steps, keep walking. don’t look back. don’t speak.’ nah. i talked to it. it asked for a cigarette. ​Reddit: Budapest Ghost Stories​

7. the streets smell like burnt sugar and diesel. always. no matter the season. summer? burnt sugar. winter? burnt sugar and piss.

8. you can buy a 50-year-old velvet coat for €8 at the Szabadság tér flea market and it’ll still fit. one vendor handed me a fur hat and said, ‘this belonged to a man who wrote poetry about the Danube. now it belongs to you.’ i bought it. i still wear it to conferences.

9. mt. gellért is where locals go to scream into the void. literally. google ‘gellért hill screaming spot’ and find an unmarked trail. the view is shit. the release? divine.

10. there’s a secret library under a gym in kistarcsa. no, really. i found it after following a dog. 12,000 books. free. communist-era receipts pinned to the wall like art. don’t ask how. just go.

the weather right now? grey sky with sideways rain and the kind of wind that makes you question your life choices. like, ‘why am i not in spain?’ then you remember: spain doesn’t have thermal baths that fix your soul with thermal water and a dropped cigarette.

bratislava is 2 hours by train. belgrade’s a 4-hour bus ride. vienna? 2.5 hours. but none of them have a 150-year-old metal bench where you can eat lángos while listening to a man play the cimbalom in the rain.

Sunset over the Danube with Buda Castle

Ruin bar interior with mismatched furniture and string lights


i took a bus to the airport last week. the guy next to me asked if i’d been to the Einstein Café. ‘it’s where they film the bad romcoms.’ i nodded. i’d been there. drunk, crying over a pretzel. it felt like home.

budapest doesn’t forgive you. it lets you in. quietly. with the grace of a bus that just missed its stop.


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About the author: Zara Walsh

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