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Alive in Bratislava

When the kids of the movie Eurotrip arrived in Bratislava, they frightfully whispered “Dear sweet mother of god, we’re in eastern Europe”. Well, I’m in Bratislava today and for the record, it’s nothing like the that scene. No angry dogs, severed hands or dodgy characters.

I knew that. But I had to look to be sure. Just like that semi-crazy dolphin man in Le Grand Bleu.

Instead of depressive concrete blocks in gray, we had a nice walk around the old part of town where we enjoyed getting lost in the cobblestone alleys. And it looks even better than the “Bratislava” depicted in movie “Hostel” (which in fact was the village Cesky Krumlov in Czech Republic, and nothing was filmed in Slovakia).

2 comments

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    Pär Eriksson
    05 Oct, 2012

    Bratislavas demografi har en intressant historia: “Before World War I, the city had 42% German, 41% Hungarian and 15% Slovak population (1910 census)”. Femtio år senare var tyskarna och ungrarna under 4% tillsammans.

  • avatar
    Tess
    05 Oct, 2012

    Trevligt! Bratislava är en mysig stad, minns jag att jag tyckte. :-) Avundas dig lite alla dina weekend-resor.. :-)

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