On the Sunday before Xmas, Nana and Wayne flew in from Missouri to Vienna, and were soon with us in Bratislava. We then had the opportunity to see more of the old city (including the castle, where of course Bluet wanted to climb on all the walls, the higher the better). We also had some hot chocolate that was basically just molten chocolate.
In the city, the ice rink was empty and unattended so Bluet got to live her dream
We then went into the countryside, where the highlight of the whole trip was probably a meal in a pub where we had to march and wade through unlit mud and forrest to get there, a walk that made the food and beer all the more delicious.
We started the next day with a walk up a nearby hill to look at some sheep, and then a trip to a town with the only Roman inscription in Slovakia
The next day we visited a ruined castle in the wind, that had once been the home to a woman who was either the greatest serial killer of all time, or extremely unfairly maligned.
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