I wanted breakfast, but they wanted beer!

My B&B in Holloko turned out to be just B&C (bed and coffee), so I left in search of something to eat. At 8.30am on a Sunday morning, I wasn't expecting this to be easy, but as I wandered around the village, the two pubs already had quite a gathering. The drink(s) of choice were a shot of some type and a pint of beer. These didn't look to be people that had been up all night. This was breakfast!
I set on my way to the next village on my journey down towards the Danube River and at each village found the same - only pubs were open and everyone was already on the bottle! Breakfast for me consisted of a biscuit bar and a Mars bar.
On I rode through some superb roads, mostly empty and with varying surface quality. A couple of hours later, I found myself at the river, waiting for a small ferry to take me across the river. I sat on my bike chatting to a Hungarian scooter rider who looked the part on his Vespa with a scarf wrapped around him. Neither of us understood too much of what the other said, but there was plenty of pointing and hand waving, so we were both well entertained. At the other side, I headed up a small mountain to visit a castle before heading upstream to see a couple of villages/towns, only to be caught out in the rain. I stopped to put on my waterproof jacket, but
couldn't be bothered with the trousers. This, I later regretted as I saw the heaviest rain yet and was somewhat drenched by the time I reached my destination. I dried out over lunch before heading back downstream to Szentendre where I was to spend my last night before reaching Budapest.
This was so close to Budapest that it was a day break destination for the city folk and tourists. Extremely popular with bikers, so I chose to stay out of town and ride in for dinner and a drink and to watch the world go by.