Days of our lives

Europe-wide, Monday is always a good time to do nothing. The locals are cranky and the museums are closed. I used this time to visit the Kerepesi Temeto, a commanding cemetery where many of Hungary’s biggest names (Ferenc Deak, Lajos Batthyany and Gerbeaud, the pastry guy) rest. It’s shady, cool and the 12-foot walls create a cloistered quietness amid Budapest's bustle.

Maybe the best reason for cemetery-watching is to be reminded that one shouldn’t put off anything while alive. Unless it’s grody, like dying.

The grave-site art here typically expresses inconsolable grief.




When I do take that longest nap, I'd like to be remembered thusly. Feel free to go all out, guys.






The visitor is occasionally given an insight into the deceased’s profession or inclination.

Adolf Czako, wizened scholar.


Unknown, swordsman and raconteur.


Jesus, son of God.


Unknown, Las Vegas animal trainer.


Gyula Blum, accomplished layabout.


OK, that was a cheap shot. But if you’re in Budapest, you mustn’t miss this place.

Kerepesi Temeto
10-5 daily
Free
Metro stop: Keleti
The Kegyeleti Muzeum (Piety Museum) is on the premises.