2002.02.05 :: Bratislava, Slovakia

Mission: Visa Stamp

[Scott had some good stories]

This is the [bridge] that most of Bratislava doesn't like too much. The [UFO] [2] is a little too futuristic in a city that's struggling to be modern.

Upon arriving at the train station, the information lady recommended Mister Gabrial's place. So Mister Gabrial, who happened to be in the next room, taxied me there. [Mister Gabrial's Place] is the top floor of the darker building in the middle. To the left is the Radisson Hotel and to the right is the US Embassy; the area was swarming with guards. I felt safe, but if a terrorist was going to bomb, Mister Gabrial's place might go bye bye!

I took the [loft] above the [kitchen] .

I was sick as a dog, having caught the flu. But I had to leave Austria to get a new stamp in my passport so that I could stay for another 90 days. Luckily there were a few Belgian girls [Siri, Lieslot, and Sabine] who kept me company and make sure that I got enought tea!

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