My 5: Bratislava.

Schoner Naci Statue Bratislava

1. Schöner Náci, September 2002. I’ll never forget the magical year I spent in Slovakia’s gritty capital. Although a relatively small city, upon arrival it felt like I’d been dropped into some gargantuan Soviet bloc jungle where a dense concoction of dark, grey and unsmiling was the order of the day. Thankfully the city’s tight, […]

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The Last King of Štúrovo – a short story from Slovakia.

Teaching English Sturovo Slovakia

In September 2002 I rocked up in Bratislava with a couple of bags and just enough cash to last until my first paycheck. And so unfolded one of the great years of my life… “Ah Leighton! Do you have a moment?’’ I’d just finished an Obchodna morning class and was dashing through the lobby, keen to […]

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Bring Your Own Bog Roll – a short story from Slovakia.

Cover photo courtesy of Nate Robert http://www.yomadic.com/ In September 2002 I rocked up in Bratislava with a couple of bags and just enough cash to last until my first paycheck. And so unfolded one of the great years of my life… ‘‘No, this one also doesn’t work’’ said Zuzana, beating her gloved hands together. ‘‘Oh […]

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Blood in the Lobby – a short story from Slovakia.

In September 2002 I rocked up in Bratislava with a couple of bags and just enough cash to last until my first paycheck. And so unfolded one of the great years of my life… ‘‘I’m cold’’ grumbled Sladjana, drawing on her cigarette. ‘‘Why is this place empty? Shouldn’t there be people here?’’ ‘‘You get more […]

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Minxology – a short story from Slovakia.

In September 2002 I rocked up in Bratislava with a couple of bags and just enough cash to last until my first paycheck. And so unfolded one of the great years of my life… Settling into Bratislava working life turned out to be a piece of cake, largely thanks to my sedate teaching schedule. Although […]

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The Welcome Party – a short story from Slovakia.

In September 2002 I rocked up in Bratislava with a couple of bags and just enough cash to last until my first paycheck. And so unfolded one of the great years of my life… ‘‘You see! Bratislava can be beautiful!!!’’ growled our guide, wagging her finger as she shot the group an admonishing look. It […]

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Up on the Hill – a short story from Slovakia.

In September 2002 I rocked up in Bratislava with a couple of bags and just enough cash to last until my first paycheck. And so unfolded one of the great years of my life… ‘‘Slovakia!?’’ he cried with an arched eyebrow. ‘‘Get to fuck! You’re not gonna go there!’’. I was in a hostel in […]

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