Bratislava, Slovakia -not as shithouse as you might think

I'm currently sitting in a backpackers in downtown Bratislava, the esteemed capital of Slovakia. In fact, as the t-shirts the waiters at the restaurant we were at last night were wearing said, "Bratislava very nice place to start new life." It even included a graph of sunshine hours. I wanted to buy one but they didn't have any left of the one I wanted.

Dinner last night was actually free, courtesy of this sweet Scottish dude we met in the hostel (he had to get rid of his Slovak crowns before leaving for Austria). The first thing Alex ever said to us was that he had only been in Slovakia for an hour and he had already bought drugs and slept with a hooker. Apparently she was gorgeous, but he didn't cum because he was too used to his girlfriend. This made the hooker angry.

Bratislava is a nice city -actually nicer than New Zealand cities. Having said that, we have actively sort out some photo opportunities to play up to our stereotypes. Unfortunately we couldn't take any photos from the castle (or of it really) because it was so damn foggy. We might see if it is better today before we go to Brno, Czech Republic.

Also, it is colder here. 0 degrees actually. This is my justification for drinking the last two nights (we have drunk something every night since Osnabrueck where we were to hungover). The first night was some mystery spirit, perhaps a schnapps-like substance, distilled from pears. It tasted like pear. Even though we left the hostel to get something to eat/drink relatively drunk, somehow we sobered up completely in 30min. Strange stuff.

Then there is the slovak beer -it is good. I like it. Though for some reason it says 10% on the front of the bottle and 4.3% on the back. I think it is probably 4.3% because the 12% Grolsch Canon we had in Eindhoven tasted awful and this doesn't.

Oh and we met a Selwynite here last night. They're fucking everywhere.