A few kilometers north of Bratislava there is a range of small vignard villages peacefully living their life…
A few kilometers north, it’s not much, but it’s enough to get a feeling of what life is outside the capital city. It’s at least enough to eat something special and to drink proper Slovak wine.
It was also what inspired me to write this post about a Slovak proverb, when I realised that we won’t get far with English, but we will if we listen to our instincts and if we wear a smile…