Slovakia, stop it!
Trip Start Jun 04, 2008
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Ok Im finally going to update this blog. As i said Slovakia was a really pleasant surprise. Initially we thought we may just pass through it being sure to keep the windows up and the doors locked shut however just like every other Eastern European country visited thus far our expectations were blown out of the water.
We left Krakow and bid farewell to Mr Burgundy. The traffic was crawling on the way out of the city but we were all pretty stoked to be on the road again. Theres something very soothing about saying goodbye to a city where you got drunk every night and played the fool everyday.
The drive into Slovakia proved to be a very picturesque one. The scenery in the south of Poland is highlighted by the Large Tatras mountains (on the border of Slovakia and Poland). When we were closer to the border we decided to pop into a little town. We passed the footy in the park (recieving glare after glare) and as usual Matt couldn't resist putting up a bomb that almost hit an unsuspecting local. As in previous occasions this signals the end of the game so we went and had a coffee and took in the scenery under the sweltering sun. Halfway along our journey I pulled over at a berry stand. The highway is littered with children selling bags of freshly picked forest berries. The boys werent impressed with the taste so I took it upon myself to eat a whole bag, delicious
After a couple of wrong turns and some backtracking we crossed over the Slovakian border. The roads were surrounded by dense forest and at each clearing the dramatic mountains seemed to get bigger and bigger. I can honestly say they are almost on par with the Canadian rockies and I fell in love with them immediately. Thoughts of spending a winter at a Slovakian ski resort buzzed through my head which were halted when I almost ran off the road. Pretty and beautiful, yes. Distractingly dangerous, ditto. As we drove south away from the mountains we drove through numerous rather unsightly towns. We finally chose a small town named Propad and parked Karl in a street across from a local pub/restaurant. We had a scrumptious dinner in the restaurant and asked the rather cute waitresses where we could find a bar (at this point I should tell you that Lonely Planet states that Slovaki is known for its Ice Hockey and Beautiful Women). We went to a bar/nightclub and had a few beers. In the bar it was quite evident that the gender roles in Slovaki differ slightly to Australia. We enjoyed noticing the subtle differences and of course looking at the local girls. Lonely Planet may give dodgy maps, send my friends to abandoned hostels (See Hungary) and talk dribble but this time they were on the money, we were blown away.
We went back to Karl and set up tthe beds. Matty and I slept like babies in our little refuge in the back of Karl, Maxi on the other hand was kept up all night by a suspicious police car that continually drove past the car