3 May. I am now in Bistritz - I left Munich at 8:35 p.m., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning. I should have arrived at 6:46, but the train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the short time I had to walk through the streets. I feared to go very far from the station, as we had arrived late and would start as near the correct time as possible.

The impression I had of Buda-Pesth was that we were leaving the West and entering the East. Crossing the most western of these splendid bridges over the Danube, (the river here is of noble width and depth), took us among the traditions of Turkish rule.

We left Buda-Pesth in good time, and came after nightfall to Klausenburgh. Here I stopped for the night at the Hotel Royale. For dinner, or rather for supper, I had a chicken cooked in some way with red pepper, which was very good but made me thirsty. (Note. I must get the recipe for Mina.) I asked the waiter, and he said the meal was called "paprika hendl," and he added that, because it was a national dish, I should be able to get it anywhere along the Carpathians.

Though I do not speak it well, I find my German very useful here. Indeed, I don't know how I should be able to manage without it.