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Budapest Diaries: Waking up at 4pm (oops) and an evening on the Danube

Wednesday, 5 June 2019



If you thought Saturday was a belated start then I bet you can't wait to know when we woke up on Sunday...
Our day began at 4pm (and I... oooop!)
We basically spent the Saturday night having the time of our lives and our body needed sleep, we had no proper plans for Sunday so really it didn't matter.

As Ell is a big Man City fan, we found an Irish bar and watched the football which is becoming a bit of a tradition on our holidays. Our first drink of the day was an alcoholic one and if that doesn't sum up Budapest I don't know what does, when theres such cheap beer it would be rude to say no!

After watching the football and City winning, Ell was one happy gal and I was one hungry gal so we went off to find some food. I'm not really sure what the area was called but it was where all the main shops were  and we wandered round there for a bit. Our culinary tastes really aren't that exotic so we found yet another lovely Italian restaurant and got some food. Ell ordered margarita pizza for the third time in a row, it's basically tradition now, and I decided on some Calamari which came out looking more alive than I've ever seen before!
The food was nice, the vibe was nice and it was coming up to 8pm and we decided we needed to do something with our last night. 

Being the spontaneous queens we are, we walked down to the river, found a boat trip and hopped on the next departure. It was the equivalent of £8 for a one hour boat trip down the Danube which I thought was so good compared to what you'd pay in London for something like that! The boat was basic and we were freezing cold but we got to see all the landmarks lit up in the dark and it was extremely beautiful. We saw Parliament, Buda Castle, Chain Bridge and all the stunning architecture along the Danube which seemed to come to life in a different way at night.
I had a bit of a moment on the boat which I'll always remember, I went off to the toilet to queue up and it was at the back of the boat where nobody was about. I stood there looking out at either side of the river which was lit up shining so bright and thought... 
'as if this is what I can do now'
All the fun I'd had in the past three days, all the things I'd done and not at one point had I felt too ill or too tired or had even had a single worry cross my mind! 
Yes, I know last year I went on a lot of trips but nobody actually knows what I dealt with on those trips. Trying to translate 'Can I use your toilet?' into so many languages, taking packets and packets of Imodium everyday and the main thing, being terrified to come home because I never knew what was in store for me next. 
This was my first trip in my new life and I was loving every second of it.

Lucy Jane

Feeling loved but how do we fall in love?

Sunday, 2 June 2019


Dress: Charity Shop // Bag: Primark // Earrings: Primark // Shoes: Steve Madden // Sunglasses: Monki

After my week in Cyprus, I did a lot of thinking about a lot of things. I want to take things back with my blog, write about whats been on my mind, share my inner thoughts rather than being impersonal. 
So I'm going to do just that...

Feeling loved but how do we fall in love?
I suppose it's something personal that I don't really share on social media which is kind of strange as I can share the fact I poo into a bag but when it comes to speaking about love and all things related, I feel so vulnerable and can't open up. I've never been that close to someone that I felt I was falling in love so I guess I don't know how to. 

Love is such a personal thing and I think there is a huge difference from being widely loved by a lot of people, to being loved by an individual. I know I'm loved by a lot of people and that's not me being self-obsessed, I simply know that my friends and family are the most loving, incredible people ever and I feel their love constantly. But when it comes to being whole-heartedly loved by an individual, I have no idea how that feels and recently it's started to play on my mind...

So I have an Ileostomy bag which I'm sure many of you know, I poo in a bag and my body looks different to everyone else's. It's changed my life but it's obviously a huge thing to adapt to.
I'm confident with it, I own it most of the time but I still get hints of negativity sneaking in and if I'm honest, it's mainly around other people accepting me for me.
I worry that when I do truly open up, someone will reject it and reject me. 
Yes, everyone hates rejection but I'm scared that rejection from others might spark rejection from myself and that's terrifying to me. I love my bag, I love my body and I love the way my life has been since surgery and I never want anyone to make me think any differently. I have the whole 'fake it till you make it' mantra when it comes to body confidence and honestly, it works so much for me but I suppose I'm putting up this guard by doing that. 
I do have down days, I do feel self conscious and I'm scared that falling in love could hurt me like an absolute bitch.

I don't know if this makes any sense or if anyone cares but I was watching a video on disabilities and relationships and one lady spoke about something someone had said to her...
'If you're in a toy shop and theres a shiny new toy next to an old broken toy, why would you chose the broken one over the shiny one?'
Sounds silly but hearing that really hurt me and started me thinking in a way I don't want to allow myself to.

It's weird to write about this but I hope someone understands. 
Right now I am happy as can be, I've never had a relationship so all I've known is being an independent boss bitch and that's exactly what I'm channeling! 
These thoughts are some of my most vulnerable and the only time when negativity seems to push it's way into my mind. 
I'm not sad about it just anxious but I suppose life always works itself out in the strangest ways and for now I'll continue to feel loved by the world and figuring out falling in love will come with time...

Lucy Jane 

(P.S. Enjoy the pics of me living out my Mamma Mia dreams in Cyprus, when I do fall in love a Greek wedding is definitely on the cards)






Budapest Diaries: Bathing with my bag and being a No 1 tourist

Wednesday, 29 May 2019




Day two was Saturday which began at a slightly delayed start of 2pm as we'd got a bit carried away with our antics on Friday night, oops. Saturday was the day we were visiting Széchenyi Thermal Baths, we'd pre-booked it online and was about the only planned thing on this trip!
If you're planning on visiting I'd definitely recommend pre-booking and bringing your own towel and sliders, it saves so much time and is so so easy to do.
As we were a lil bit hungover, having a relaxing afternoon in the baths was just what we needed. We explored all the outside and the inside but personally, I didn't really like the inside baths. The architecture was cool but I thought it smelt and was a bit uncomfortable, so our day was spent out in the sunshine definitely getting sunburnt.
One of my favourite memories of this day was watching this old lady in the jacuzzis (I promise its not as weird as it sounds!). Basically there is 2 sections in one of the baths that act as jacuzzis, one come out of the floor under your feet and one comes out the wall but they alternate and are never on at the same time. This lady knew exactly when the jets would switch and would move from one to the other just before it did she was honestly iconic, spending at least 2 hours going back and forth from the jacuzzis making sure nobody else got on them. 
We love you whoever you were!

We left the baths about 6:30pm and wandered over to Heroes Square where we sat and watched the sunset, looking like such tourists. Honestly these moments are some of my favourite moments when Ell and I go away, we just sit, watch the world and chat about absolutely anything and everything and I couldn't be more content with life. It was a plus as well that for the first time since we started our lil trips, I could actually sit and not be anxious about there being a toilet nearby, so to Sally the Stoma and my surgeon...
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CHANGING MY LIFE!

After realising it was nearly 8pm we wandered back near our hostel down Andrássy Avenue passing all the different Embassy's which was so interesting. Then something strange possessed us and we decided that we needed to go to a supermarket because we both really wanted some cheese slices, we're not right. We spent the equivalent of around £5 and bought so much food to try, most of which was awful but some was okay!
We had another Italian meal (I'm just making the most of being able to eat dairy okay!) and headed back to the hostel to get ready for another night out.

Saturday night was another mad and very late one, let's just say we had the best time and didn't get up till 4pm the next day oops.

Lucy Jane


Budapest Diaries: Buda Castle, Szimpla Kert and staying up 24 hours

Sunday, 26 May 2019

Hello everyone!
(I wish I could say I knew 'Hello' in Hungarian but sadly, I don't)
A few weeks ago I hit the 3 month post-op period and it was time for me to get back travelling! My best friend Ella and I like to plan trips around our birthdays, last year we went to Barcelona and Stockholm so this year I picked Budapest. Budapest is in Hungary which is a country I know very little about but after seeing the beer bikes on Jack Whitehall's 'Travels with my father', hearing rave reviews from friends and of course loving George Ezra's song, I decided it was where I wanted to go.

After a surprisingly short flight and not much sleep, we got to Budapest around 2pm and checked into our hostel. We stayed in 'The Hive Party Hostel' which if you're like us two and love a good night out, then I would highly recommend staying there! But if you actually want to sleep at reasonable times and get up early then I'd suggest somewhere else.
 It was pretty basic but it was cheap, we paid £90 each for 3 nights and got our own private room, bathroom and the location of the hostel was perfect.

We spent the afternoon getting our bearings and wandering over to the Buda side to see Buda Castle and Fishermans Bastion. As we hadn't done much research on Budapest, I was half expecting to have to pay when we got to these monuments but nope, you could walk just about anywhere and it cost nothing! Buda castle was pretty impressive, the grounds we walked round were so beautiful and I was 100% living out my Princess fantasy in my head. Something so small but something that made my day was the fact they had escalators and lifts so you didn't have to do the steep walk up to the castle. I'd say we walked half and got the escalator half but still, I'm on my holidays I'm allowed to be lazy!

Fishermans Bastion was so impressive, through the archways you could see the whole Pest side and it seemed to go on forever. The architecture around Buda Castle and Fishermans Bastion was so breath-taking, it reminded me of buildings described in all the gothic literature I studied at college so I was just imagining Dracula popping out to say Hi. 
One of my favourite things to do is to just wander around and thats exactly what we did, we crossed Chain bridge getting back into the Pest side and found a lovely restaurant to eat at having the classic Hungarian food of Pizza (oops).

That night we hopped around the city and it was so so fun.
We started at the ruin bar called Szimpla Kert and I've never been to anywhere like that before, it was so cool! I'd describe it as a big alleyway filled with bars, beer and a lot of buzzing people! We ended up watching some live music which was pretty good and trying to be chatted up by many 40+ year old men, this we came to accept as a common thing as it's such a huge place for Stag do's, you've just got to role with it!
After there we headed to a club called Instant which was AMAZING!!
I always go on about Razzmatazz in Barcelona being my favourite club ever but Instant was certainly up there. We didn't have to pay entry, drinks were cheap and they had 8 bars in the club all playing different kinds of music!
I've been on a fair few nights out in my time and this was definitely up there.
 It got to about 3am and we decided...
'We've been up since 5am yesterday, lets go sleep'
but we weren't staying at any normal hostel, it was 'The Hive Party Hostel' and what we didn't realise was that there was a club on the bottom floor of the hostel which stayed open till 6am every night!
So of course we went and got another drink, carried on dancing and didn't get to bed till 5:30 am.
A full 24 hours done!

Lucy Jane



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