You can't buy train tickets with seat reservations from abroad, and anyway, by the time I got to Wien Südbanhof Ost, the ÖBB office there was already closed. I knew I'd have plenty of time to buy tickets in Bratislava anyway. Buying a sleeping space on a train that left at 11:45PM was a good idea.
|In my bed on the train|
|As much of the compartment as I could fit into one frame|
The rest of the week I was in Slovakia, I think I took maybe 3 other pictures, which were not very interesting. My visit was not purely social, but I had a blast at the molody.Rusyny zabava, and other than that got a lot of concrete things accomplished and am looking forward to getting back in the summer. When I visit with people there now, there are no long prolonged goodbyes anymore, it's just expected by all parties involved I'll be back soon -- and I will. The biggest compliment I can get there (because really, being mistaken for a local by a Hungarian is mostly funny in the context) is, "Maria, už sy naša (basically, Maria, you're one of us)" and it makes me feel so good, because it's how I feel there too.
After a too-quick stop to see my Ružomberok crew, I left for Vienna.