I live in the historical core of a smaller city not far from the capital Budapest. It was established as a bishopric seat almost 1000 years ago, but was destroyed in war several times, the now visible surface is (starts with) Baroque. Most of the houses are single-floor, and L-shaped, with a small internal courtyard. Here is a street nearby, with the Dome (the bishop's cathedral) visible:

The ugly electric pylon and the state of the road are also part of the cityscape. My city feels itself shunned by tourists and for-tourism investment compared to Szentendre on the other side of the Danube. You also see many cars but no people. Also see this pedestrian side street:

...and look at this garden wall alongside another walkway:

Indeed this town is rather silent. I don't mind that at all. But young people, especially those inhabiting a students' hostel (ugly five-floor concrete tower) nearby, seem bored and lacking ideas of what to waste their time on. A late-open grocery store nearby seems to make most of its money from selling alcohol on Friday nights, and a lot of customers seem to be minors... who then sitz down on the edge of a square or the pavement on a side street, and just drink themselves full, talking silently. So dismal.

But let's walk on. Where the road leading down from the Greek Church meets on the street heading for the ferry station (with another ugly bent electric cable pylon):

...which leads me to what rules the city -- the Danube. The city was built on high ground for a reason:

This is the same stairway as visible on my second snowfall photo, but this time with flood. The 'normal' rivershore is the third line of (lower) trees in the distance (and 2-3 metres deeper). Here is the Blue Danube in normal weather, looking upriver and Northeast at the exit of the Danube Bend (where the Danube cuts through a mountain range):

At night, when there is fog over the river, and I walk the dog on the real shore below the high dam-wall with the river promenade on top, lights are other-worldy -- looking from beyond the border of Darkness and Light:

This diary-length contribution was insprired by In Wales's parallel diary.

_{*Lunatic*, n.
One whose delusions are out of fashion.}