poniedziałek, 18 września 2017

No crime, no blow.

Budapest is a great destination for both, tourists wanting a great views, loving architecture and party-tourists. The best way to enjoy true spirit of the town is to combine sightseeing with the night life and deep dive into the ruin bars and clubs in the evening.
But what if the party was just too good to leave? You wake up in the morning wondering what the hell happened and few hours later need to drive back home...
I was in a such situation recently and decided to do exactly as we do at home.
You go to the nearest police station (just make sure don't drive there just yet) and ask the friendly officer to measure the alcohol level. Easy and painless, you make sure you won't commit crime and it is actually safe to drive.
From thinking to doing, some time later we (me and my travel companions) arrive at the police station. Copper working the door duty was really surprised and barely confined his laughter. He took my name and asked us to sit down and wait.
Building was big. Big and old. Monumental in some Eastern-European communism way I could guess it was build in 70s. Inside was gloom and depressing. Two lost souls arrived just after us and as we learned later were waiting for a scheduled interview. Case unknown.
Then, energetic woman in her 50s (or 70s, who am I do judge) entered the stage of this show, she was a translator to handle official police business. She approached us asking if we are scheduled for an appointment and since we were not, asked us what is our business. We explained, she was shocked. I repeated, she could not comprehend why we want to do it. She ended up a discussion stating that it's not the service police is normally providing but we should wait for an officer.
Time was slowly passing by and other visitors were discussing their matter with a translator lady, one if them was crouching next to the table as there were not enough chairs for them to sit.
We waited for fifteen maybe twenty minutes. In the meanwhile bunch of men in police uniforms passed by. Apparently they were handsome, according to one of my companions at least. Not me to judge...
After the translator finished assisting with the other case, approach us with female officer dressed in a civilian clothes. Explained whole situation in Hungarian, then translated for us to English - Hungarian law allows to use breathalyzer (what a fancy word) on civilians only when they are suspected of committing a crime. We were no suspects so we could not use the device that was there... She summarized everything in a simple words - "no crime, no blow".
So, the service that is widely used in one country, is unimaginable and somewhat forbidden in the other. It is nice to see that UE does not force us to be identical everywhere...
And with a bit of uncertainty I drove back to Slovakia.



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