Budapest 
                            is the capital city of Hungary and the country's principal 
                            political, cultural, commercial, industrial and transportation 
                            center.
Budapest 
                            has approximately 1.7 million inhabitants, down from 
                            a mid-1980s peak of 2.1 million. Budapest became a 
                            single city occupying both banks of the river Danube 
                            with the amalgamation on 17 November 1873 of right-bank 
                            (west) Buda (Ofen in German) and buda (Old Buda or 
                            Alt-Ofen) together with Pest on the left (east) bank. 
                            It is the seventh largest city in the European Union.
The 
                            easiest thing you can do after arriving in Budapest 
                            is to buy a map of the city as the shrine of Gül 
                            Baba is given on it. You can also ask how much it 
                            is to get a day ticket or a week ticket for bus, tram 
                            and the metro (these are also given on this map).
You 
                            will know that Budapest consists of two parts called 
                            Buda and Pest, which are divided by the Donau river. 
                            The shrine is to be found in the part called Buda. 
                            Gül Baba lies buried in a small Turkish building 
                            on the eastern slopes of Budapest's Rose Hill. It 
                            was not difficult to find Roszadomb, the hill on which 
                            Gül Baba lies buried. There are several bridges 
                            across the river. The one nearest the shrine is connecting 
                            a street called Krt. Margrit (tram 4 and 6). Across 
                            the river it takes you to the left after some time, 
                            but the shrine is more to the right at a short distance 
                            taking a small alley upward a hill. From the point 
                            across the bridge to the shrine was about 15 minutes 
                            walking. The nearest railwaystation to the shrine 
                            is called Deli. I don't know if it is the possible 
                            to arrive there directly from
Brussels, but from the trainstation you arrive in Budapest you could take a subway to the Deli railway station. From there to the shrine it is a longer walk than the other possibility. You have to buy a ticket to enter the shrine. The caretaker mentioned to us the name of a very nearby hotel.
Brussels, but from the trainstation you arrive in Budapest you could take a subway to the Deli railway station. From there to the shrine it is a longer walk than the other possibility. You have to buy a ticket to enter the shrine. The caretaker mentioned to us the name of a very nearby hotel.
Our 
                            own travel has been presented in the following words:
THE 
                            ROSE OF BUDAPEST
We 
                    have stayed for a short time in a wooden house in Weidling, 
                    which is in the hills near Vienna. All of this has beenmade 
                    possible,
because our Austrian friend, invited us to come and stay with her. Vienna is a city with lots of culture, so we were able to see
exhibitions of Michelangelo, Raffael, Goya, Klimt and Schiele. As Thursday is a good day for starting a travel we took a journey by
train to Budapest to visit the shrine of Gül Baba in Budapest. Gül Baba is a Bektashi Sufi who died on Friday, 2 September in 1541 in Hungary. Legend has it that when Gül Baba died a scent of roses could be smelled all over Budapest.
because our Austrian friend, invited us to come and stay with her. Vienna is a city with lots of culture, so we were able to see
exhibitions of Michelangelo, Raffael, Goya, Klimt and Schiele. As Thursday is a good day for starting a travel we took a journey by
train to Budapest to visit the shrine of Gül Baba in Budapest. Gül Baba is a Bektashi Sufi who died on Friday, 2 September in 1541 in Hungary. Legend has it that when Gül Baba died a scent of roses could be smelled all over Budapest.
Gül 
                            Baba lies buried in a small Turkish building on the 
                            eastern slopes of Budapest's Rose Hill. Gül Baba's 
                            name means Rose Father. He is said to have been a 
                            lover of roses and he always wore a fresh rose in 
                            his conical dervish hat. Among the Sufis the rose 
                            is the symbol of the inner knowledge obtained about 
                            the Beloved. It was not difficult to find Roszadomb, 
                            the hill on which Gül Baba lies buried. The well-kept 
                            building is surrounded by a garden and of course roses 
                            can be found there. The grave itself has been covered 
                            with a green cloth with embroidered Qur'anic verses. 
                            At the place above the head the taj (lit.crown, but 
                            here: the Bektashi hat) can be seen. Gül Baba 
                            arrived in Budapest in the 16th century C.E. in order 
                            to create a Sufi centre dedicated to love in order 
                            to compensate for the military presence of the army 
                            of Sultan Süleymân.
When 
                            we were sitting there two western people entered. 
                            After reciting some prayers they opened their bags 
                            and took out an Arab lute and a tambourine and to 
                            our delight started to sing some verses of Yunus Emre:
A 
                            longing took hold of me,
Look and see what love has done to me,
I've started a struggle with my intellect;
Look and see what love has done to me.
Look and see what love has done to me,
I've started a struggle with my intellect;
Look and see what love has done to me.
The 
                            two people, who were called Haider and Ilyas, belonged 
                            to a Sufi order guided by Oruj Guvenc and who have 
                            a centre in Rosenau in Austria. They practice music 
                            therapy. This implies that they visit hospitals in 
                            Vienna and Budapest in order to play Sufi music for 
                            the mentally handicapped, for people in coma and for 
                            other patients, like people who are autistic. It has 
                            been discovered by modern scientific means that this 
                            music therapy has a positive effect and reduces stress 
                            and pain of the patients. By means of music and by 
                            means of humour they try to make contact with the 
                            sometimes severely mentally handicapped children who 
                            enjoy it very much to participate in the playing of 
                            music. The two Austrians told us about a young man 
                            who became very ill because of the death of his mother 
                            and who responded positively to the music therapy. 
                            After taking some food in a Hungarian restaurant Haider 
                            and Ilyas offered us to give us a lift back to Vienna.
                            
A 
                            few days later we visited their Sufi centre in Rosenau, 
                            which is in fact a farmhouse in the midst of the beautiful 
                            countryside of Austria. It has a beautiful garden 
                            and a music room (containing all kinds of Turkish 
                            musical instruments) where music is played under the 
                            guidance of Oruj Guvenc who was also there. It was 
                            a real meeting of hearts, which took place as here 
                            we met no-nonsense people, implying people who behaved 
                            normally, who liked to laugh and who were hospitable. 
                            A Turkish singer called Gülten came and sang 
                            only for us, so for an audience of only 3 people. 
                            It did not matter to her, as she was a true singer 
                            who enjoys singing. She told us that when she is singing 
                            "she is no longer there". She sang a song 
                            about her hometown and explained to us that the song 
                            also expressed her desire to return to the origine 
                            she has come from. She was also singing at the feast 
                            that started the next day. We, however, betrayed our 
                            Dutch natures by leaving before the feast started, 
                            as we had to return home.

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