Kaposvár

Kaposvár is the capital city of county Somogy[?], Hungary. It lies on the both side of the river Kapos. The resident population (about 68,000) believes that the city was founded on seven hills, like Rome. The distance to Budapest is approx. 186 km (over the speedway M7 and the road 67).

external link: The official website of Kaposvár (http://www.kaposvar.hu/alap/menue.html)

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