Tue 10.Aug.2010
Poprad, Slovakia

Trenčin, western Slovakia
A flat grey week in a hilly colorful town.
village houses, peaked red tile roofs, small churchclay tiled roof, grey with age and lichen
I think my neighborhood, across the river from Trenčin's old town, used to be a separate village. It has a village-y look to it, even on an overcast afternoon.

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The overcast doesn't stop a bee from going about his bee business in somebody's front garden.


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Last day in town. When I leave home around noon
the sun has made a breakthrough.

In celebration, I take my camera into town with me. I also take my umbrella just in case.

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My train "tomorrow" requires a reservation, giving me an opportunity to stroll through the park between the town and the station / ticket office.

Then back into town, where kids are playing in Water Man's fountain.


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Storm's End at Sunset
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I only spent about an hour inside the wi-fi bar. In that time, a storm gathered and broke, bringing lightning, thunder, and heavy but brief rain.

When I returned home, I would find my tshirt re-soaked that I had left hanging in the sun to dry on my balcony.

In the meantime though, the storm ended just before sunset, leaving me a beautiful last walk across the railroad bridge back to my pension.

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My only regret here is that I never did get a good picture of the pair of huge swans that seem to live along my bank of the river. I liked seeing them on the way to or fro.

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Like much less-than-essential infrastructure in Slovakia, the foot-and-bicycle path across the railroad bridge is in horrible shape, but - also like - it is kept functional. The country is not wealthy, and, for historical reasons has an enormous backlog of maintenance.

New stuff, like autobahns and the Intercity train that I rode today are sleek and modern. They are working on it. Someday, sentimental folks may mourn the same shabbiness they regret today.



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