Slovakia is a country I knew relatively little about until this weekend. All I knew was that it used to part of Czechoslovakia and the company I used to work for had a called center there once. I was meant to go to the capital, Bratislava (or Presburg for zee Germans) about 6 weeks ago but had to abort the trip due to hangover related illness.
Last week I was out at a bar with some friends when I was telling them the story about how I never made it to Bratislava. My friend Kati is actually from Slovakia. Well, she was born there, grew up there and has citizenship there but still considers herself Hungarian – more on this later in the post. She was going there at the weekend to visit her parents and invited me along. Being exceptionally impulsive when it comes to travel, as I am, I instantly said yes.
