Holloko For Easter

Welcome to Holloko, Hungary

We arranged to meet the Cromars in Szekesfehervar and go with them to Holloko.  We stayed Sunday night with them and left the next morning for the 2 hour drive there to the north eastern part of Hungary.

Holloko is a small village with a rich tradition which attract people from all over during Easter time.

This crow is the symbol of the city.  Hollo is a Raven.  ko is  rock.

Like most fairs, this is a cash cow for the village.  There are all kinds of traditional things for sale.

We watched several dances. both young,

and old.

This is THE MAIN Street of Holloko.  How would you like to ride a bike down this road? It was hard on the feet to walk on it.

There were several different artists displaying their wares.  

It was interesting to see him lick the paper tip to remove extra icing. Below the weaver is fixing a thread that broke.

Then we ventured on up to the castle on the hill.  There had been snow the day before so there was a plethora of mud on the way up and down the hill.  Before going up we stopped for lunch.  It was so cold and we got this warm soup that was soooooo good.  

That is Richard and Judy Cromar.  We became good friends with them because we went to the immigration office with them and wait for a long time to get in.

I will forever thrill at the sight of these old castles.  It was built in the 1300's, and parts of it have been restored to a certain extent.  I love to see these things.

These fair maidens led the charge up the hill.

                                               

I love the gate.  It certainly  makes it look authentic.

The view over the land is breath taking.  Holloko has no towns or villages close to it.  

They had restored parts of it so we could walk around.  

This was just a room they had on display.  (Those are NOT real people)

As I mentioned, parts of it have been rebuilt. 

This picture is proof that Steve was here and that we went down the hill!

Coming back to the town we found this cute swing for little children.  I would like to build something like this.

Here are some people in their traditional dress.  

This is the village "Templom" (church).

When we arrived at Holloko there were police officers directing us to where we should park.  We parked in the town.  When we left to come back here, there were cars parked five miles away on the road.  They had buses there to transport the people back and forth.  I love driving through the country side and looking at the small villages and the beautifully manicured farms.  What a beautiful country.