Villa Dr. Szontagh Poprad

... over 2,500 metres above sea level), Skalnate Pleso, Hrebienok or Solisko. <br><br>A significant number of cosy mountain hostels offer accommodation and food if you're surprised by the weather conditions, which change really quickly and unpredictably. They are located in almost every valley and on the shore of almost every lake. You can eat there both international food, like hranolky (French fries/chips ...

Medzi Delavou a Hnilcom je to snad este krajsie. Rieka Hnilec, cyklocesta, luky a jednokolajka. Sem tam okolo nas prebehne jednovagonka. Je naozaj prijemne, mame stastie na pocasie. Dufajme, ze nam to takto vydrzi, dnes malo povodne cely den prsat .<br><br>Hnilec ma velmi prekvapil. Cakal som doslova nejaku cigansku dedinu no aj ked tu zjavne ziju, je tu cisto, klud. Atmosferu umocnuje krasne pocasie, je prijemne teplo. Spravili sme si tu malu prestavku a ...

... Siklawa (about 3.5h hours way up and 2.5h way down). There is a small mountain hostel in the valley on the shore of one of the lakes, and you should have a 'szarlotka' cake there; it's a traditional apple pie with castor sugar and cinnamon. <br><br>If you don't really like trekking, take a car and drive to some villages around Bukowina. The views are stunning, you'd be really surprised. Try to find the ...

... to see the red rooves of the town behind the centuries old fortifications. We spent about an hour and a half here, wandering through the silent streets, admiring the renaissance architecture before stopping for a coffee. If it weren't for the cars, it would have felt like stepping back in time. I hadn't seen any other towns in Central Europe quite like it. With the sun still shining we made our way a further 15km east to what was one of the largest ruined ...

... which has penetrated the awareness of both Slovaks and the international community as a gateway to the smallest European alpine mountains.Social, economic, and geographical significance of the town results from its advantageous transport location at the E50 road of the international significance and a main railway route Kosice-Bratislava with a connection to the Czech Republic and Ukraine as well as the aerial connection, provided by the international airport Poprad - Tatry ...

... metal ledges once more banged into the side of the cliff. We negotiated this with a sigh of relief, to see that more ladders and ledges and a variety of other unsafe climbing devices followed. Despite the adrenaline-inducing fear of death or dismemberment due to poor OH&amp;S standards, the gorge itself was really pretty, if somewhat overcrowded. After making it in one piece to the top of the gorge, we headed along a ridge for a while and the started a descent towards the Hornad ...

... in our group who had a remarkable resemblance in demeanor and appearance to the character Debbie Downer on Saturday Night Live was so exasperated with the situation she climbed one of the poles on the train and exclaimed that she was getting off if any more people got on. The rest of us had to talk her down from the pole and convince her that being misplaced in Slovakia was worse than hanging on for two more stops. Our hike in the High Tatras ...

... Socialist Republic of North Korea! They wanted to have all possible data; just the checking in cost us a quarter. We managed to get a room with three beds. If you imagine that we had to sleep in a hut, you're wrong. It was a four-storey hotel, with restaurant, bar and shops. Probably it had been built during the communist era to accomodate the party members that wanted to breathe some fresh mountain air (whereas the workers still had to breathe the brown coal air in their ...

... is the domain of Austrian and German tourists, whereas the Slovaks stay in their post-war quarters outside the center. In the afternoon, we sat down on a terrace on the bank of the Danube. The beers went in quite easily. This happened after we had been chasing each other for one hour. Or meeting place was not as precisely defined as could have been, so we ended up playing cat-and-mouse with each other. This in spite of some sms messages. Afterwards, we ...

Ellen and I caught the eastbound train from Prague for the little village of Brusno at the foothills of the Carpathian Mountains. Nary a word of English is spoken in central Slovakia and Ellen seemed to be related to everyone. Three days later, after the greetings had died we went on a hiking trip into the High-Tatra Mountains with Jan and Mana, Ellen's cousins. At the end of the day we all settled in for a ...