Tour guide says when someone asks her how far this is from Czechoslovakia, she answers- oh, about 23 years. That's when Czechoslovakia split into 2 countries- the Czech Republic and Slovakia. (She also had an old joke about the KGB and toilet paper, but I'll leave it unrepeated here)
A castle, with a statue of a guy on a horse out in front:
Castle had a lovely gate:
And a nice view of the Danube:
Of course, like as in all good castles, Marie Therese Hapsburg slept here at least once.
Then down to town:
Odd:
This is the sign warning folks not to trip on the bronze man at work:
The sign is also to tell tourists to whip out their cameras, because this fellow is apparently quite a famous bit of whimsy in these parts.
Ping pong tables in the park, right in the middle of the city. Nice!
I felt like I should've reading this sign from the back. Are these real Slovak letters? Or maybe avant-garde artsy? I need to look into that. Meanwhile, this ad for some event was all over town, in all its backwards-letters glory.
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