Today I want to dream. I want to dream about the Slovak soft hills, the bright green of the forest, the birds singing and the soft ring of the cattle’s bells. I want to dream that I’m not in the city, that I can hear something else than the tram passing and that I can […]
Fujara, the Slovak flute
Cheese, cheese, cheese – Slovak cheese
As I apparently often do in this blog, this post comes as a reaction to guidebooks and the visitors’ tendency to underestimate Slovakia. It’s terrifying how little the books actually say (or know?) about this country. Granted, I don’t know a lot more than the guidebooks. Just a little bit, learnt during my year around […]
What’s your story? Policemen are humans
There’s this noticeable, strange and irrational fear for the police in France. Drivers getting nervous when they see a blue car, people twiking, behaving just a little bit out of normal when they come across the police. I haven’t seen this behaviour in any other country so far, and I can’t explain it to my […]
Get your whips! Slovak Easter
Nothing better than an authentic story to tell us about how Easter is celebrated in Slovakia: ” Easter traditions in Slovaquia are a kind mix of the Christian religion and of a pagan celebration that celebrates the begining of the spring. Easter symbols, like decorated eggs, […]
All the small things- Living in Bratislava
The reactions to my last post got me thinking about how and what I’d written about Slovakia. I wasn’t trying to list negative aspects, nor was I saying that I didn’t like my life here. It was more a cry of wanderlust than a post about Slovakia. Confused? Me too! We’ve been living in Bratislava […]
What’s your story? Chasing flowers in Slovakia
A grey, cold Sunday afternoon in Slovakia. The feeling that the weekend has flown by. The melancholy of having to say goodbye to a friend. A bus that can’t take the usual road to Devin. A bus driver that let us out in another village, 3 km away from the Devin ruins. […]
Lost in translation
It striked me yesterday. While my body needed a good night’s sleep, my mind kept on trying to find the reason why living in Slovakia has not been an unforgetable experience so far. Not that I’m the only one getting this feeling from life in Bratislava, but it’s been bothering me for some time now. […]
What’s your story? Supermarket in New-York
When I was a little girl I used to dream about spending the night in a supermarket. I used to imagine ways of hiding before closing time, and ways of getting out unseen at opening time. Then, of course, my favourite part was to picture me wandering around the supermarket and trying all kinds of […]