Victory Day: Bratislava

Where? Said mum when she called and I said where I was. Capital of Slovakia. No, not Czechoslovakia dad, they split up, had a divorce, yep like you and mum, but more peaceful. Velvet they called it.

Anyway, Victory Day here was celebrated with marching and military displays, wish I had time to post photos of the baton twirlers. Ah, twirlers... then a bit of low key tradional Slovak music. Army present - kids crawling all over tanks and troop transports, handling rifles taking home showbags full of who knows what.

Not much of a celebration really, mainly just old folks, families and the odd tourist (that'd be me). Pretty much an open day for the military.

More stuff closer to my usual idealism (I call it realism) perhaps its surrealism (cant find all the punctuation on this damn keyboard!) can be found nicely put with Niall I thought Id just go straight reporting today.

Back to the teahouse, got a drawing board set up there.