We wandered around outside the palace, which has been built and rebuilt since medieval times.  It was demolished in the last war and rebuilt in the 50’s to house the National Gallery and other such things.  We then made our way throught he old town on the hill to the Matyas Church – the walls inside are totally covered in paintings and frescoes.  We narrowly avoided the umbrella waving Japanese tour and moved swiftly outwards to explore the Fishermans Bastion – an ornate, rampart-like wall walkway, which provides beautiful views over the river Danube.  We strolled through the remainder of the town on the hill and descended for sustenance. 

We  spent the remainder of the day at the National Agricultural museum learning about diseased pig organs and appendages (wormy lungs, fluky livers and blue ears); an assortment of devices for stunning, maiming and killing a whole host of domestic animals; and finally an imptessive collection of ‘Tonka’ Zetor tractors.  According to Fred, the stuffed moose, although very handsome, was slightly less pertinent to the history of Hungarian agriculture.