bit back in time..

how beautiful it was to again visit the city where i was born, to sit donw in park with white benches and eat sandwiches, to walk in the small center which was re-done to look like italian little streets, to walk up to castle and to sit down in the park to play criss cross, to walk from the bus station and to have a beautiful woman walking by your side, to see the church in bratislava and prayed there.. to meet mrs. cat waiting for a bit of caress, to stop by in the multinational mcdonald to visit their toilets, to find the sun beautifuly shining on your face, to sit on the bench in front of the hungarian national theatre or opera in bratislava, to walk on old wooden bridge which shakes if a car crosses him, to end up in macdonald to get some stomach problems, to walk to the bus station and catch the bus, to come home and just next to me in bed find again the beautiful woman who was walking all the time with me, to fell asleep and thank God for such marvelous day..

memories from pozsony (bratislava)