Nuts

Last day in Budapest went for a big walk but it was raining so we ended up at a under cover market, When we left to go up the hill it was bucketing down so crossed the road to a restaurant I think was called The For Sale Pub. It had very large meals and a bunch of suspicious, rude, obnoxious people (about 10) that I could only describe as Italian mafia They had expencive watches and a big fat leader I called The Don.

Note to self: Remember the photo of the nut shells they tipped on the floor.