Taking a break from the narration of my days spent in Germany and Prague (mainly because my expectations for the next post are rather high and I am still editing), I return to a small trip I took a few months ago.
In late January, I went on a business trip with my host father for the first time. He and a German coworker were visiting a firm in the small Slovak town of Tisovec. Before they attend to their work, I was dropped off in a small valley among the mountains. There I explored, hiking the hills and stopping for lunch at a nearby Koliba. Koliba are traditional Slovak restaurants, usually decorated with items from folk life. There is something romantic in being served aromatic food on wooden platters, among the tools and art of long ago. Especially when the waiters and chefs are all garbed in folk costume and traditional music plays in the background.
It was a pleasant trip and I definitely hope to return once the weather is better for hiking. The mist shrouded mountains were haunting and bore a completely different air than the grand High Tatras. That is the amazing thing about Slovakia. You can drive across the country in less than a day, but you will see more than that amount of travel will show you most elsewhere.
Signed,
Andrew
