Oh, Bratislava

Oh, Bratislava, capital city and as promoted in the media, city with best parties... You disappointed me!! I planned a great evening with my friends, to have fun and dance. Ok, it was fun when we had a chat in Slovak pub about stories form our childhood. Thank you girls from that, it was lovely to hear all the funny staff , e.g. how somebody put a cat into the fridge cause his mum told him to put there everything what he did not need at the moment. But after that I really wanted to dance. So, we were trying to go to a disco. As we are not form Bratislava, we simply asked young people on the street where to go. Charlies club was the nearest option. Before we went in, the guy at the entrance asked us for our IDs cause we looked too young - that was the most possitive thing in the pub actually. We got in and ... there were maybe 12 ppeople togerher with the waitress staff. Hmm, so we decided to have a drink and dance alone, maybe the others would join. It was already 23.00. But, after 30 minutes of dancing and drinking that damm expensive beer and cola, we gave up and went home.

Come on, Blava ppl!!! Can you just staring and not having fun, or do you need to get drunk? Oh, maybe I have been to the wrong places or at bad time, but I did not really expected to be Slovaks so boring.

I would like to thank all international girls who spent the evening with me, especialy for their possitive attitude and Gabi for proactivity by our dance on a totaly empty dance floor.