We started our second day bright and early to spend time in a peasant village, Csenyéte again, and a gypsy slum.
A look out tower in which you can see the small villages in the area and Slovakia to the North.
It's always 12:15 in the peasant village (without a name). It's hard to tell in the photo, but the clock on the steeple actually isn't a clock at all, it's just a painting.
This is a memorial for the people from the village that were killed in WWII. The town is so small that this list contains most of the people in the town at that time.
The village from a hilltop.
Neviczky Agoston 1841-1909
From the road, I was really impressed by how great all the flowers in the cemetery looked. I assumed that the villagers highly respect the dead and take care to plant flowers often. Upon closer inspection, I learned that all the flowers are plastic.
Baby graves.
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