Antares Hotel Bratislava

Notes:<br><br>Arrived at not main station - industrial estate! Walked but couldnt find 93 stop, ended up on about 3 different buses trying to get over river to main part. lots of communist style housing blocks. flashback to being lost in Warsaw 3 years ago! Got over and then sort of followed **** photocopied map and my nose and ended up ok.<br><br>Hostel ...

... Slut". <br><br>Finally, after several hours, we got another train to Bratislava.<br><br>The most striking memory I have of this quick stop-over in Bratislava is the high number of backpackers at the Bratislava train station.<br><br>Arad to Bratislava: 172.62 lei<br><br>Blues Hostel: 14 euros a bed

... op de Hlavna Stanica hadden gedumpt (Paola was helemaal onder de indruk dat ik zomaar het treinstation kon vinden in het Slowaaks..), liepen we naar het centrum. Op de kaart leek dat best een indrukwekkende afstand, maar Bratislava is eigenlijk best mini (als je de lillijke flatwijken niet meetelt, wat we maar even niet doen om esthetische redenen). Dus toen waren we opeens als bij het presidentiele paleis (met schattige mannetjes in pakjes, die de ...

... river past a construction site for an expensive-looking new building and behind some buildings which might have been schools. After an area of decaying infrastructure we turned onto a dirt path which headed slightly inland to follow sloughs which might have been old river channels. Before long we came to a kayak club, and here a bicycle path began. The bicycle path was quite busy, and after a while it joined up with the main road and ran along beside it. Soon the ...

... couple hours at the mall we were both hoarse from schwings. We decided to play spot the ugly chick. No ugly chicks were spotted, so no one won. You could say we were all losers, but I truly believe that we were all winners that day. Speaking of Hostel the movie, there was an email hung up in reception from an English Lad. It went roughly as thus: "Dear Possonium Hostel. My name is James Twatworthy. Me and my friends had a weekend booked in your hostel, but we recently ...

... a bike repair man who could fix my wheel in the day, and copied a City map to show me where to go. It was the other side of the river, in the flat part of town, and I didn't realise until rather late that the whole part of town was completely bisected by a railway line over which there are only a couple of bridges. Eventually I located Fedenova Street, and thought that finding number 3 would be easy. It wasn't. I rode up and down, and eventually stopped a 20's woman (I thought she ...

... the one final hostel, way out in the sticks, in a place that I didn't fully trust at night, and hope they had a free bed, or just call it a total loss and take the last train back to Prague, which was set to leave in half an hour. I decided to cut my losses and went back to Prague (on what turned out to be a nightmare train ride, but that's neither here nor there). I was just about set, we're back in Bratislava now, to grab a train to Vienna, which wasn't even on ...

Derivative, Non-PC, Shallow, Ameri-Centric Frivolous Rumination No. 1 - on Beer Drinking Every Night When traveling alone, sitting at cafes/bars, drinking, reading, and otherwise doing nothing productive, certain thoughts occur, which percolate over time, reoccur, and become full-grown expositions in need of an audience. However, since they are not particularly geographically-specific, they are not necessarily fitted to a post about a specific city or festival. Nonetheless ...

... as though I was starting a slippery slope the would end in bankruptcy. Pigging out complete, we continued on a narrow busy road with lots of lorries. The quality of truck driving was murderous, but there was no choice as we were following the only road in the valley. At the first opportunity we left it and soon were climbing from 400 to 1010 meters. It was difficult from the beginning as the road was a dirt track and pedalling ...

En Eslovaquia me la pasé genial. Es casi tan barato como México entonces pude aprovechar para salir a bares, al cine y comer por ahí. No como antes, que bebía agua de las fuentes y dormía por ahí en las calles o donde se pudiera. Eslovaquia es un país muy bonito. Me quedé con mi amigo del ...