Hotel Vesel Banska Bystrica

... differences and of course looking at the local girls. Lonely Planet may give dodgy maps, send my friends to abandoned hostels (See Hungary) and talk dribble but this time they were on the money, we were blown away. We went back to Karl and set up tthe beds. Matty and I slept like babies in our little refuge in the back of Karl, Maxi on the other hand was kept up all night by a suspicious police car that continually drove past the car. Thinking that the police were ...

... your bathroom for the shower, whether with a glass or plastic wall or simply a plastic curtain. Instead, the shower just sprays all over the bathroom, getting the floor, the toilet seat, all the towels and anything else in there completely soaking wet. * To any country where water usage is a concern, please find enclosed the idea of the partial-flush button. Again, simple and inexpensive, the partial-flush ...

Hey folks heres another addition ...... We are fine but the clutch is getting worse gona have to get it into a garage soon ....... bugger ......so we pick up the story in slovakia again, after the quick dash down to budapest, after the drive back up we parked in a carpark by the river in banska bystrica for the night. In the morning we met up with mads kim and the other groomsmen and headed upto the ski ...

... for the last weekend of June. I jumped at the opportunity for a plethora of reasons, but mainly because I had never hiked in the Tatras and perhaps the opportunity to be with my own kind in the mountains. However, I didn't see the point in just a weekend of hiking with all the available time that I have at my disposal and convinced Michal to stay the week with me to continue hiking. So loading up my backpack and having prepared my patented trail mix I headed to Wschodnia train station ...

... Don't see things that aren't there. See not the sky. Perhaps we, through our vision, fill the emptiness with comcepts of ourselves. But, if we see in the air emptiness, and not thoughts and complications, we cease for a moment to exist - often a meditator's goal. "the true Me is space" - Kerouac For the rest of the day, I looked at spruce-baby trees and trailside rocks and climbing mountains. This way of seeing made ...

... beginning of the Slovak National Uprising. See, I can do history! The centre of town was small but perfectly formed, with a wonderful town square as a focal point. Surrounded by museums, churches, shops, bars and cafes, it is the hub of life within BB and there always seemed to be plenty of people out and about. It even had its own wonderfully skew tower at one end, leaning a good 55cm to one side. Very ...

... okay, but just for the record, I would have kicked your ****". The actual game involved Jane tossing wreaths about two metres and I had to catch them on my sword. After another period of drinking and eating a table full of cold cuts and potato salad, it was time for another tradition - the removing of the garter. For this I had to stick my head under Jane's dress with my hands behind my back and remove her garter with my teeth. Like the sword-catching, this was something I ...

... down old Skodas left along the road to rust. Apart from that, it's wonderful. We had a break for ice cream and treats, picked up Marek (Janko's son) from school and gradually headed home. More wedding stuff consumed the post-lunch period - decorating cupcakes, tying ribbons on bottles of alcohol, writing speeches, etc. The highlight of the evening was the arrival of Maria's bag from Bratislava. The courier who delivered it was met with hugs and a little bottle of maple syrup ...

... Back at home, Maria went straight to bed in an effort to get over her mystery illness. Jane and I handed out the piles of gifts that we had brought over for the family and then we laid around in the sun for a bit. Maria woke up feeling much better, so we decided to go for a walk. Somewhat inevitably we ended up at a bar, at the Duvoks motel and mechanic complex, where my parents and sister will be staying for a couple of nights later in ...

... to sit down for a drink among the many outdoor seating areas whilst getting ignored by staff who didn't seem to want to take our order or once they had, to deliver it. The next day we did a day trip to Bojnice, the first of our Palffy castles. This guy seems to own quiet a few throughout Slovaki. A beautiful old castle that wasn't in ruins. After the castle we headed to the big smoke of Bratislava. Our accommodation whilst ...