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Hungarian Rhapsodies
By Rebecca Lo
Dec 4 2011 10:37
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The Hungarian State Opera House is decked out in a Neo-Renaissance and Neo-Baroque style with excellent acoustics from every corner.

I love baths. For years, I sought out great soaks while on holidays - and this quest has taken me from the onsens of Hakone to the buoyant waters of the Dead Sea. Yet nothing was quite as romantic or relaxing as the giant thermal pool under the shelter of glowing white marble statues at Szechenyi Bath and Spa in Budapest's City Park. 

The temperature hovered around freezing and a light flurry of snow gave the setting a fairy-tale feel as I floated in warm waters kept a few degrees above body temperature. 

Mist rose from the surface of the three pools into the night sky. Men, both young and old, letting it all hang out in skimpy Speedos clustered around intense games of chess played on top of stair railings. 

In the center of one pool, a current propels bathers around in a ricochet of flailing limbs. 

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