Traveling to Bratislava from Prague was a distinct transition. The two places look quite different and feel quite different.
I am extremely grateful that I had the opportunity to go and see Bratislava. To be there, to see it’s recent history right in front of me.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. When you explore a place by foot, you see everything and feel the soul the place.
The remnants of the turmoil that occurred just over thirty years ago remain. It was a real-life history lesson for me. One that I will forever appreciate.
Walking to the Old Town, we were submerged into the memories of a torn time. It’s a powerful experience going into St. Martin’s Cathedral, which is right next to the Neolog Synogogue memorial. From the top of the castle (not that high) you can see the town below and the new and much talked about UFO Bridge.



We had a second full day, and what better way to spend it than to explore the lush surrounding forest. An easy bus to the next town, Lamac, and you’ll find well marked trails through the most beautiful forest.
It was raining lightly which turned out to be wonderful. The thick heat the previous day was hard for me. The trees provided a rooftop for us, and the temperature was perfect for climbing the trails.
Our first stop was the observation tower. It was a really cool experience walking to the top. We were the only ones there.

We then continued on the trail to the town of Devin and to the famous castle. It’s worth the 12 euro to go in. We took our time and explored the underground caves. The view from the top was breathtaking.




It’s such a different experience for a Canadian to see up close something so old and fortified in history.
In the town, just below the castle, there’s a bunch or restaurants where the buses stop. We found one with Budvar, and traditional dishes. Of course, I tried the local potato dumplings with sheep cheese, smoked cheese and sausage. I think I ate 2 of the 3 wheels of cheese melted into the dish.

As we leave on the train now, I realize the Bratislava has a hold on my heart. It is definitely one of the most important stops for me on this trip.
I’ll also add that the people are extremely friendly. On our first night, we stopped in at a small, packed restaurant where you ordered and then found a seat. A young man could see we were trying to figure things out. He explained to us that people shared tables and invited us to join him and his girlfriend. Despite how young he was, he explained a lot of the history of the place. He was barely born at the fall of communism yet talked as if he’d been there.

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As per our experience so far, every local person we encountered went out of their way to make sure we were on the right track.As soon as we stepped into the forest and started our trek up the trail, my inner being sunk into a peaceful energy. The climb started immediately and it was steep! I fell into that old pattern of finding my flow. The one where my physical, mental and spiritual beings all align with each other, and with nature.
The sounds of nature sung around us. We relished in the squeaking of monkeys and the otherwise silence. Occassionally the trees would crack and creak in the breeze.No people. No buildings. Just us, the monkeys and the forest.The trail had many steep stretches. It was hard work, but it felt good. I fell into the rhythm I knew well. My husband told me of the 1000 day challenge. The trail is a pilgrimage path, and monks do it every day for 1000 days, fasting for 10 consecutive days during the challenge. I couldn’t believe it. I thought I was working hard.
Reaching the peak was rewarding. The view was stunning. We rested and had a picnic. No fasting for me.The real reward, however, was quite unexpected. A little more hiking took us to the Dai Ko-do temple (beside Bell Tower). We removed our boots, slid the door open and entered. We sat cross legged. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. The scent of incense filled me. It calmed me. My mind was clear.
Before leaving, I participated in the purchase (by donation) of an incense stick that you light and place in a bowl among others. It is intended to be in memory of someone. I took a moment for silent reflection.
The descent was awesome. There was a bus that took us down the mountain and within blocks of our hotel!A shower and happy hour were waiting for us. The zen feeling lasted into the evening. Now I’m going to crave meditation on every mountain peak.
