a two-word description of slovakia:

GARLIC SOUP.

upon eating two spoonfuls of the stuff, i realized that i had just consumed more garlic than in the rest of my life combined. i want to purge my mouth with bleach, then roll over and die. i am seriously doubting whether i will ever be the same.

bratislava seems cool so far. i met two sweet people: one told me which bus to take, then gave me her own ticket! the other took me right to the hostel, talked about philosophy with me for an hour, then told me that i should just stay at her place. unfortunately we either had some kind of miscommunication (or she just stood me up) b/c she wasn't where we were supposed to meet tonite. oh well, i shouldn't stay with strangers anyway.