GYOR

Once across the fairly uneventful Austrian-Hungarian border, now considered a bonus 20-minute cigarette stop as police sweep the carriages, we briefly stop at Gyor, a picturesque example of traditional Hungarian architecture forced to co-exist with bleak totalitarian concrete. We walk the colorful old town, ogling uneven cobblestones, rickety backstreets, and ornate shop fronts before finally coming to a halt at the main square. There’s a musical dance-a-thon in progress and it’s being broadcast across the entirety of Hungary, or so the entourage of TV cameras would suggest. We opt for front row seats, beer and pizza, and settle down for an hour or two absorbing the auditory fest for as long as our ears will let us.

Gyor’s old town is a pleasant stop-over for any journey, and with its close proximity to Vienna, Bratislava, and Budapest it’s a nice family day out for a spot of lunch, perhaps even to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Budapest, however, is at the top of our agenda, so we board the OEBB once more, settling in for another 90 minutes of uneventful nothingness before eventually reaching the outskirts of Hungary’s twinned capital city.

Vigado

D800e / 35 f1.4 / Gyor

Following The Music

D4 / 14 – 24 f2.8 /Gyor

Kármelita Templom

D4 / 14 – 24 f2.8 / Gyor

Kármelita Templom

Green on Black

D800e / 35 f1.4 / Gyor

Kármelita Templom

D4 / 14 – 24 f2.8 /Gyor

Matias

D4 / 14 – 24 f2.8 / Gyor

Kármelita Templom

Where Materials Collide

D800e / 35 f1.4 / Gyor

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Barnaby Jaco Skinner

Barnaby Jaco Skinner

Professional photographer & Artist

I’m a professional photographer and artist. I’ve worked and lived around the world, spending most of my adult life on the run from conformity and routine; it’s a lifestyle that lends itself well to exploring this vast Earth we call home. This virtual place is home to some of my latest work and acts as a portal for business and workshop clients.

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