Eager for Eger

(In a deep, soothing British narrator voice) Today... was the students of Number Theory's trip to Eger. The class began their morning bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, as they set out towards the train station around 8:20 in the morn. The gloomy streets seemed to hold untold secrets of an antique origin, flowing from the cavernous Keleti station. As the students took their seats within the double-decker carriage, they were eager for Eger. 

Arriving at the station, the students exited onto the platform and bore witness to the beautiful foggy horizon. Bence and Emese proceeded to orate the enthralling legends of Eger's history, as they guided the class among the towering ash and oaks that uphold the revitalizing Lung of Eger. Long ago, brave soldiers, outnumbered ten to one, held off the stampeding Summer campaign of the Turks, ensuring a free Hungarian state for another year. The student's could hear the clash of cold steel and the snorting of injured horses, the terrible cacophony of war in the well-spoken stories of Bence. 

Nearing the university campus, the students paused to record the tremendous energy they felt radiating from the ancient bricks all around the square, seemingly emitting the knowledge of many centuries within the stone. 

Inside a hallowed temple of scholarly learning, they entered an inner chamber, decorated with ornate paintings and expertly crafted bookshelves. Gazing above them, they observed an ancient illusion of depth: a soaring dome, towering ten, no, fifteen meters above the tall shelves (or so Holden thought)... but, in reality, it was no more than 90 centimeters from the tallest bookshelf. 

"I wonder if they have any fiction novels here?" muttered Alex (James).

"Every good library has sci-fi novels," Joe replied confidently. 

Ascending into a playroom, the students exercised their scientific minds and critical thinking skills honed so sharp by Prof. Berliner's rigorous teachings---while also having FUN! 

Benje was even quoted, saying, "SCIENCE RULES!" while enthusiastically spanking a drum.

But such bobbles could only hold the gen-z iPad babies' attention for but a brief moment. They were swiftly escorted to a room of astrological equipment, where they went on to meet the most important astronomer of all time, Maximilian Hell. Using dark magyk and unnatural alkemy, and also science, he had traveled into the future to grace these lucky students with an important message: marble is the longest lasting type of stone. After the seminar, the students ascended further to the top of the tower, which held an ancient scientific instrument in a room where no light could penetrate. 

Using an intricate system of rods, mirrors, and swivels, a sizable view of the city of Eger could be projected through the darkness onto a table; the students could see cars driving down the street, in real time and in crystal clear detail. Every one of their minds were sequentially blown. 

After cleaning up the mind-juices, the class admired the glory of Eger from a lofty terrace; even with the mist and fog, the view still knocked their socks off. 

Post-sock-regathering, the students went on to lunch, where they enjoyed delectable hot fruit soup, authentic chicken paprikash, and apple strudel. 

"Good soup," Walter declared.

With their bellies nearly bursting, and their conversations conversed, they began the second part of their journey towards the castle. With so many bustling shops to catch their attention, Dan and Joe got behind while pursuing a side quest. Those losers. 

Fig. 1. The side quest in question

Dan did not get yelled at.

Walking up the ancient steps of the castle, the students felt the resolve and determination of the 2,500 Hungarian soldiers, farmers, women, and even children, defending their homes by pouring tar on nearly 50,000 Turkish troops. Upon reaching the ramparts, they split up to explore the ruins of the castle, and this time Joe and Dan did not get behind. Joe still got yelled at.

After the students reconvened from their individual adventures, they took a short bus trip to a commercial sector of juice producers. The next hour was a bit of a blur, but the scores, once tallied, were one vote for number one, three for two, seven for three, four for four, and four for five... apparently some people didn't vote😠. Finally, with the sun set and their minds saturated (with knowledge), these students made their way back to the train and headed home for the evening. Some were ready for homework, some were ready for sleep, some were ready for a movie, and some were even ready for the gym. 

At the end of it all, good trip.

Fin.