Travel log part 3

08-11-2007

7 AM

The hotel looks deserted. The only sound comes from an obsolete wall clock that kills each minute with a sharp bang.

More than 13 hours to go. At least I’m already counting out hours, not days.

What is it going to be like tonight? And what is it going to be like tomorrow in Prague? And how am I going to face the days after?

I’m nervous.

8 AM

Here they are-the first NIИ fans for me to see in Bratislava! And they’re staying at my hotel :)

It’s slightly raining outside-perfect! Everybody hides when it’s rainy and I can have the city all for me!

I love hotels; what’s not to love about them?-you’re greeted with a smile every time you come back (so what if it’s fake; smile included ;), you don’t have to clean nor cook nor anything. To quote Elmer: “Peace and relaxation”.

It’s a lot of fun to explore a city using a map. I feel satisfied every time the next street turns out to be exactly as the map says.

Another surprising observation: it’s not a problem for me to eat in a public place. Anonymity is liberating.

12 AM

I cried this morning; about 9.30 I think it was. There was a man sitting on a bench holding a small dog on his knees. I sat on the bench next to his to drink my coffee (the worst coffee I’ve ever had; do yourself a favor and never go to McDonalds). In a little after the man stood up and left his dog on the ground; the poor thing was crippled and could barely walk. Some people think I’m a freak because the one thing I can’t bear is to see an animal in pain. I don’t think to apologize.