Ever-mysterious, Budapest occasionally borders on the completely incomprehensible. Countering, we roam town concocting muddleheaded, bad-science rationale.
This isn't smoke, or Budapest's infamous smog: it's steam rising from the duck pond at the City Park. Our explanations ranged from the park's proximity to the Szechenyi Gyogyfurdo (that's the orangeish neo-classical baths where old men play chess), to the heat emitted by the Millenium Metro (the oldest in mainland Europe) which runs underneath.
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