A short poem about the unique ruin pubs in Budapest. Definitely worth checking out. My favourite is Szempla Kert. It consists of many adjoining eclectic rooms all decorated in differing style...all quirky. Y wife’s favourite room was the chemistry inspired one...that you can see above. Beer could be had in conical flasks. Ruin Pubs Booze, beer and broken houses An atmosphere altogether unique Attracts night owls to their inner halls Eccentric decor adorns the walls Graffiti, uniquely, not out of place In other lands, seen as a disgrace Here the atmosphere is electric Senses stimulated , quite eclectic Music, magic, mayhem and madness Pulsating beats with a little brashness Art, entertainment fully expressed Down in the ruin pubs of Budapes