April 2 - At the spa

A car alarm sounded at seven o'clock and welcomed us to another day in Vel'ky Meder, the town/village to where we had came the day before. When the car alarm was finally killed, we had the dubious pleasure of getting to know the sound of the cleaning lady's high heeles agains the wooden floor in the hallway. Lenin himself in his masouleum would've been woken by this sound.

When breakfast was finished, we left for the much talked about local spa. The spa consisted of a bunch of pools, of which the biggest one was filled with hot mineral water, not much different from tea water made from Ramlösa. All of the signs where in four languages: Slovak, Hungarian, Czech and German. Unfortunately, for me, I'm not really good in any of those languages. Kamila knew three and a half of them, which somehow seemed pretty unfair to me. Thus, it took me five minutes to find the pools. You had walk through a doorway that looked like the entrance to a cleaning closet. Some nice hours were spent here, and amongst the highlights worthy of being mentioned is when I was to demonstrate a childhood memory, which ended up with me swimming into the arse of an old woman. Her husband gave me the Evil Eye, and I took cover behind a jacuzzi pool. When we were done chilling and discussing groins and the physical properties of air bubbles, it was decied that we should be heading back home. I took a shower, and is standing there in full glory, when an attendance woman enters the changing room. I spent a fraction of a second wondering if the moment didn't demand a Helicopter (a penis trick), but decided on that not being the case. The woman gave my naked, well defined body some longing glazes and then left. I would have done the same if I were her.

Navigation

Prologue
Autumn 2006
March 11, 2007 - The preparations
March 30 - The arrival
March 31 - The big fining day
April 1 - To Slovakia
April 2 - At the spa
April 3 - Basshunter
April 4 - In Bratislava
April 5 - Going home!