Motorways Motorways in Hungary are first-class high-speed highways. As of December 2013, the total length of Hungarian motorways is 1,361 kilometers. The construction of the Hungarian motorway system started in 1964 with M7, which finished in 1975 between Budapest and the Lake Balaton. Waterways 1,373 km permanently navigable. The most important port is Budapest, the capital. Other important ones include Dunaújváros and Baja. Airports There are 43-45 airports in Hungary, including smaller, unpaved ones too. (1999 est.) The five international ones are Budapest-Liszt Ferenc, Debrecen Airport, Sármellék Airport (also called FlyBalaton for its proximity to Lake Balaton, Hungary's number one tourist attraction), Gyr-Pér and Pécs-Pogány. Malév Hungarian Airlines ceased operations in 2012. Cities with tram lines Budapest (since November 28, 1887), Miskolc (since July 10, 1897), Szeged (since October 1, 1908), Debrecen (since March 16, 1911).
The economy is greatly influenced by developments in Finland, Sweden, Russia, and Germany, four major trading partners. The high current account deficit remains a concern. Main industries in Estonia are engineering, electronics, wood and wood products, textile and information technology and telecommunications. The main ports and harbours in Estonia are in Haapsalu, Kunda, Muuga, Paldiski, Pärnu and Tallinn. There is about 10,000 km of paved streets/roads/highways and about 41,000 km of unpaved roads. Estonia has 29 airports and 968 km of railways. Estonian people have about 800,000 cell phones and 475 000 telephone main line users. After centuries of Danish, Swedish, German, and Russian rule, Estonia attained independence in 1918. Forcibly incorporated into the USSR in 1940, it regained its freedom in 1991, with the collapse of the Soviet Union. Since the last Russian troops left in 1994, Estonia has been free to promote economic and political ties with Western Europe
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