The Slovak National Theatre is a sort of reverse Tardis – big and grand on the outside, surprisingly intimate inside.
I had to hold back on a full report on my brief stay in the Slovakian capital. Now this article has been published in the paying press I can release it on the blog.
That’s a fine way to start a new year, and Bratislava is well worth a few days of any traveller’s time…
We canny travellers don’t usually buy the most expensive opera seats, but in Bratislava I make an exception. They’re a fraction of the price of the cheapest seats in that swanky opera house in that swanky city up the river.
I had my brilliant ‘Visit Bratislava’ idea just seconds after blanching at the hotel prices in neighbouring Vienna, the only place where I’ve seen ATMs issue €100 banknotes. They know you’ll need them there. Continue reading →
There’s nothing like a good cimitiere on a wet day in Paris.
We understand that cemeteries are intended to be places for grief, remembrance and quiet reflection. But when a cemetery is filled with the graves of people who moved us with their art, writing or music, visiting final resting places leads to ‘oh yes, I remember him/her and that song/film/book/play.’ We can’t deny that it is entertaining too. In a quiet reflective way of course. Continue reading →