In Lieu Of Pictures...

In lieu of pictures...

So here's what I think of Bratislava [even though you were pretty sure you never asked this dude]. But because I haven't the money the rolls of film are sitting here overwhelmingly undeveloped. [The jpg above is the first InstaX try to photograph me at a wedding for an album of all the guests and symbolises the lack of images pretty accurately.]

Bratislava, anyhow, was surprisingly normal in the best way imaginable. Nice people, a lot of history, but ... let me back track a bit. I had half a day to spend in Vienna and made the mistake of not properly planning for that occasion. So I ended up in an uncontrollable mass of tourists and “in your face”, flashy sights, which, admittedly, was to much for me - no fun was to be had from drifting around the Hofburg area with my huge bike. And most people in shops were to hipster for me to discern whether they were actually nice or just “reverse capitalist zen guruing” you into buying their stuff. I want to positively mention the Radlager [the café I ended up spending my time at - only half café though, the other part being an actual bike shop] - saved me from the tourists and my bad mood! My time in Bratislava was longer, quieter, which gave me time to think about this, and even more time was to be had in the meantime: I actually enjoy that the town is a bit on the down low with its history [especially the soviet part]. Most houses look shabbier, not too tourist-attractiony. But this really got me to investigate, find interesting places and meet nice people. [Apart from the people I visited, whom I forever grateful to for their hospitality.] Starting with a place mainly for sheet music where I got not only a free espresso, basically as I walked in the door, but also recommendations for great Slovakian jazz. Or the museums for Arthur Fleischmann and Johann Nepumuk Hummel [I know - I also get giddy over how great their names are], which, though both admittedly very small, not only jointly cost all of 1,50€, but also had to be looked for thouroughly in back alleys, making their discovery something of value, already. I had the good mind [and experience from Vienna] to stay away from anything too touristy, which made the coffee not only cheap, but really good. Let me end on that note, abruptly.

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