74 days on the road yet we still have the energy to tour like new travelers! Perhaps it is a tribute to the infectious energy of our hosts, Milan and Svetlana. This is the second day spent in their beautiful home. Milan has explained that 100% of the credit for the tastefully selected art, the interior decor, and the amazing landscaping goes to Svetlana.

I will add that she manages not only these things, but a busy professional career, and home cooking daily dinner for the family. She “demands” that the family relax at table every evening to share the experiences of the day. The discipline shows in the pleasant maturity of their two children.

We were off after breakfast for the countryside. First stop was one of Slovakia’s 12 caverns, the Driny Cavern. A steep walk up a forest path brought us to the cave entrance.

Driny is a limestone cave located in western Slovakia in the Lesser Carpathian Mountains. It was discovered in 1929 by S. Basic, a Slovak and inventor of the parachute! The cave is home to two species of bats and extends for approximately three-quarters of a mile, 80% of which is open to the public.

Our tour was enhanced by the presence of a group of excited elementary school children who were indistinguishable from their North American counterparts, except for the language.

After the tour of the cavern we enjoyed beverages and were then off to nearby Red Stone Castle.

This fortress was originally built in 1230 as a border fortification between the kingdoms of Bohemia and Hungary by Queen Constance of Bohemia. It was expanded and modified between the 13th and 16th Centuries. It became the property of the Fugger family who then sold it in 1583 to the Palffy family, rich Hungarian nobles, who retained ownership into the 20th Century. At one time the Palffys owned virtually all of what is now modern Slovakia. The castle became the property of the State in 1945.

The Palffys constructed resident apartments atop the fortifications and gentrified the structures and grounds. Nevertheless the castle retained its utility as a point for defense.

It’s extensive underground vaults which are over 200 feet long and are among the largest in Europe. Within these remarkable structures the family stored copper, gold, and silver which were mined from the nearby mountains. Our tour benefited from the expertise of a young tour guide who was excited to exercise her excellent English language skills with our small group.

For me the highlight was the subterranean well. It extended downward over 300 feet to water that was then another 75 feet deep! It seemed to take an eternity for a dropped coin to reach the water below. The acoustics then resounded with the deep reverberations of the splash. Human bones were found in the well, and legend told of a castle servant who committed suicide rather than be captured by invading Russian troops.

After touring, the adults enjoyed an incredible gourmet dinner at a local restaurant. The meal featured an excellent local wine and (literally) white glove service from our waiter.

Back at the home of the family Rosina we joined the children on the patio for snacks, beverages, and a sharing of the day. The children had been diligently studying for their major exams that will be given over the next week. Christine, ever the grandmother, helped by quizzing the 11 year old daughter Lujza on her Spanish lessons.

Tomorrow we tour the capital of Bratislava.

Peace Everyone. Pete

PS. Over the last week the impermanence of life has reclaimed two of our dear friends.

While walking the Camino in 2013 it was our good fortune to meet a “pilgrim” from Colorado, Kris Ashton. She in turn brought her husband, Dennis Waite, into our life. We have enjoyed a very rich friendship with these two fit and adventurous souls. They have become more like a brother and sister to us.

Sadly, Dennis perished on May 30th while hiking the mountains of Scotland.

On June 4th a dear friend from my high school days passed after a lengthy illness. I was a newcomer to the community of Crete Illinois mid year as a freshman in high school. Dean Ortinau welcomed me as if I had shared friends and teachers with him my entire childhood. We reconnected in the last 10 years and created new memories of a shared friendship built upon our childhood “roots”.

In these two passages I am reminded that life is temporary, life is a lottery. Don’t put off until tomorrow the things that you may then find you are no longer able to do. Dennis and Dean never did.

Pete

We have arrived in Bratislava, Slovakia. This landlocked country of 5 million people is bordered by Poland, Ukraine, Austria, Hungary, and the Czech Republic. Bratislava is its largest city and is about an hours drive from Vienna Austria, 2 hours from Budapest Hungary and 3 from Prague in the Czech Republic. It sits on the shores of the Danube River and is at the crossroads of Eastern Europe commerce and culture.

Slovakia had been a part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire from the 10th to the early 20th Century and then joined with its neighbor to form the country of Czechoslovakia in 1918. It was a beneficiary the “Velvet Revolution” of 1989 that saw the fall of communism, and became the independent nation of the Slovak Republic as the result of a peaceful separation from the Czech Republic in 1993. Slovakia enjoys a very high standard of living and a very technicality advanced culture and economy.

We are guests for three days with Svetlana Rosinova, her husband Milan Rosina, and their 2 darling children. Svetlana is one of a number of people who still refer to us as “Mom and Dad” having been a part of our family as exchange students in the 1990’s. She spent the entire 1995-96 school year with us.

Milan is a communications and IT expert and Svetlana is a child psychologist. Their 11 year old daughter and 13 year old son are incredibly personable and polite, and speak fluent English, as do the parents. We last saw Svetlana 20 years ago in Prague and it is wonderful to see how she has succeeded in life. She and Milan are wonderful parents and partners. Their home is beautiful and charming by every standard imaginable. This has been a sweet and emotional reunion for us.

We look forward to seeing the countryside tomorrow and I am sure my camera will then get an appropriate workout!

Peace Everyone. Pete

Our last day in Brussels was spent with Bryony lazily wandering the old city squares and sampling small beers and treats at various cafes. The weather graced us with an exceptional opportunity to watch people and appreciate the architecture that dates to the early 1600’s.

The main Central Square is especially beautiful as the various multi-story buildings each once housed a craft guild… the union halls of the day. Each sought to display prominence. Among the Halls were those dedicated to bakers, brewers, weavers, shipwrights, and stone masons, just to name a few.

Belgium is known over the world for its incredible beers, delicious chocolates, lace, and tapestries. We had figured to do our part to alleviate any surplus of the first two categories, but it had not been our intention to entreat either of the latter categories… until we spied the tapestries!

We enjoy art. Indeed the walls of our home make that evident. Many years ago Christine and I were simultaneously captivated by a painting in a Wisconsin gallery. It was a stunning scene of evening mist on the waters of a north woods lake. In the foreground was a long abandoned rowboat that seemed to hold the memories of a now deceased angler and his child. The theme was even carried by the artist into the frame which he had made, and was a piece of art in its own right. The painting was an expensive original, but not beyond our means. To our regret we did not buy the piece. It has ever since been referred to between us as “The Painting”.

We were attracted to one of the tapestry shops and not being pressed to be anywhere or do anything in particular, we entered. There were many attractive pieces, but we had no intention of buying… until we saw not one, but two that conjured up the memory of “The Painting”. It took a mere glance between us to initiate the process of negotiating price and arranging shipping. We know precisely where each of these will hang in our great-room.

Afternoon arrived and the time came to express our gratitude and goodbyes to Bryony, but not before discussing a visit from her and her mother, Rosemary, to Kansas City. She was even included via a video chat. Perhaps next year? Time will tell.

I am writing this at 6am from the bed of our private cabin on the German “Night Jet” sleeper train to Vienna Austria. It is a first class accommodation that includes such niceties as complimentary wine, sweets, and breakfast served to us in the compartment. I am afraid that this wonderful means of travel is slowly disappearing in favor of the 300km per hour fast trains. We will enjoy it while we can.

At Vienna we will board an intercity service that will take us to Bratislava Slovakia where we will be met by our former exchange student “daughter”, Svetlana and her husband Milan. It has been 20 years since we last saw her. There will be much to talk about during the three days that we will be their guests.

Peace Everyone. Pete

I almost forgot to mention “The Manikin Pis”! For some reason that escapes me this diminutive statue of a little boy taking a pee has become an iconic symbol of Brussels. It was cast in the 1600’s and attracts throngs of tourists. Originally naked, the citizens of Brussels take great delight in dressing the little miscreant, yet he continues his endless stream of “urine”.

Kansas City has a similar statue, but it stands virtually unnoticed. Perhaps all that he needs is clothing.

 

We were up early and out the door of our hotel to meet Bryony at the Brussels Central Station for a one hour train ride and a daytrip to Antwerp. Walking the streets of a beautiful city shorn of its usual crowds has its benefits.

Both the Brussels and the Antwerp Central Train Stations are huge “beehives” of activity. Their architecture oozes old world charm. In the case of Antwerp, as it became necessary to expand the number of tracks serving the city they merely expanded downward. Each level contains many train platforms providing service to national and international destinations. There are over 20 separate train platforms!

In the 10 weeks that we have now been traveling we have ridden over 20 separate train trips, not counting commuter subway trips. Not a single one of those trips have been off their published timetable… every one has departed and arrived precisely on time!

Antwerp is a busy seaport city that is known for its prominence in the diamond trade. We passed on shopping those venues in favor of strolling the harbor area, and ascending the MAS art museum building for a free panorama of the city.

We did not have time to actually visit the collection, but just walking about inside was entertaining. There were lifelike statues of a ship captain and female officer standing at the edge of one of the floors, and a well utilized study area.

The city vista was also entertaining as one building displayed a series of larger than life human figures climbing the walls.

Our intended destination was the Red Star Museum. This is a sister site to New York’s Ellis Island. Over a span of approximately 40 years from the late 19th Century to the early 20th Century, Ellis Island received over 12 million immigrants for processing into the United States. Over 2 million of those souls had departed from Antwerp. The Red Star Museum is named after the prominent ship line that transported many of those emigrants from Antwerp and is housed in the buildings that processed those folks.

The museum presents the stories of those people, both the prominent such as Albert Einstein, and the nameless.

Screening to standards set by US Immigration at the departure point was necessary as any passenger rejected in New York had to be returned to Europe at the ship company’s expense. In spite of the rigorous examination, 2% were still turned back in New York. Imagine the heart rending choice that parents had to make when one of their young children was rejected and they could either proceed without her or choose to keep the family intact and return to Europe. Most families chose to continue on as social, economic, and political conditions in their former countries provided no real option for returning. Societies were formed to care for those “orphaned” children in the “old country”, helping them to remain in contact with their families if such was possible.

Our day also included a wonderful harborside lunch, and then a late evening dinner at a French restaurant back in Brussels.

We depart Belgium tomorrow evening and will be aboard a night sleeper train. Our destination will be Bratislava Slovakia for 3 days with Svetlana Rosinova, her husband Milan Rosina and their children. Svetlana lived with us for a year as a high school exchange student in the 1990’s. This will be an exciting reunion!

Peace Everyone. Pete