Finally, the start in Slovakia!

As soon as I arrived, I liked Bratislava.  It was small, quiet, cute, with very little traffic.  The downtown area isn’t fully gentrified, but it’s on its way.  I started to wonder if I simply decide whether I’ll like a place before I even arrive.  I didn’t think I’d like Vienna, and I didn’t.  It’s hard to remember now, but I think I thought Bratislava was cute before I’d ever been there.

Snežana and I had reservations at the Botel Marina, and we had planned on spending three nights in the city so perhaps I was just predisposed to like it.  I arrived early before the rain started.  It was too early even to go to the hotel (botel!) so I poked around downtown.

DSCN4631 by bryandkeith on flickr

Blue Church by bryandkeith on flickr

After wandering north from downtown, I found the bus station to be sure I knew how to get there for later in the day.  I ran into Robin, a young Brit on his first ever bicycle tour.  He was waiting for his couch surfing host, Mateo (sorry for butchering your name), and another couch surfer, Hala, who was also staying with Mateo this evening.  The four of us ended up chatting and had a pizza and beer lunch together.

Hala and Mateo by bryandkeith on flickr

I met Snežana at the Bratislava bus station exactly on time — which really only means that neither of us had to wait long.  I think her bus from Belgrade was a couple hours earlier than I had originally expected.

In our two days in Bratislava we repacked all our gear and sent a full pannier of extras to Belgrade, biked out to Devin Castle, and had fun exploring this small capital city.  In retrospect we could have been more grateful to have a dry spot to stay every night, but at the time we didn’t realize we were in the middle of a 12 day-in-a-row stretch of rain.  With every day, I kept imaging, “well, this can’t really continue, can it?”

On the road NE from Bratislava, it started getting a little ridiculous.  People were staying how it never rains so much in July, how summer will start any day now, how they had such a warm winter and now such a cool summer.  It didn’t actually rain all day every day.  See here how there’s blue sky even though the road is wet:

DSCN4659 by bryandkeith on flickr

The rain does make for some interesting stops.  A night in half-constructed house in Dechtice:

Dechtice by bryandkeith on flickr

Lunch under a bridge in Piešťany:

DSCN4695 by bryandkeith on flickr

Slovakia’s not Czech.  Traffic is heavier; population density feels even higher; there are fewer roads.  Towns aren’t as cute, but they do have this crazy mixture of new and old that I got a kick out of.  For example, how many towns can boast a communist-era concrete monstrosity, a Turkish hammam façade, and a renovated pedestrian area all within a few minutes walk of each other?

Communist-era resort hotel by bryandkeith on flickr

Turkish bath facade, Trenčianske Teplice by bryandkeith on flickr

Trenčianske Teplice by bryandkeith on flickr

That’s Trenčianske Teplice.

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5 Responses to Finally, the start in Slovakia!

  1. Ellen Keith says:

    Love reading these entries! Pictures are amazing. I’m in awe of what you’re doing.

  2. Kevin says:

    Those three last photos make a pretty interesting contrast. Last week, I was driving one of the dirt roads back to Nome and a bicycler flagged me down for a ride back to town. Turns out he was from the Czech Republic, bike touring in Alaska for a month or two. I said, “That’s cool – my brother is bike touring in Czech at the moment.” (I think you’d already left Czech by then, but it made a better story.)
    Keep the blogs coming!

    • Bryan Keith says:

      Wow, how do you end up bicycle touring the back roads around Nome?! That’s out there. Yes, Slovakia made for some crazy contrasts between old and new. Glad you’re keeping the blog up, or at least Elise is. Happy belated birthday to Jasper. Zoë’s must be coming up soon. So happy early birthday to her.

  3. Piestany says:

    I hope you liked my hometown Piestany and visited some other places beside bridge 😉 Our city is sometimes called “small China” because of large number of bicyclists on the streets.

    • Bryan Keith says:

      Ha! No, I think the only thing I saw in Piestany was the underside of the bridge! I do remember the river, and the bicycle paths along the river. I also remember crossing the river and starting a climb.

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