Customs and barracks
Pause for a few weeks before leaving for Europe and Central Europe. Refreshment ideas, system notes, jot down a few lines on the experience Germany and Poland. But not even have time to start, which is already time to leave. At the time of Bratislava. Ten-hour drive. The arrival in the Slovak land is divided into three "visions". The first: the unguarded net customs which marks the border between Austria and Slovakia. No one in the column borders. It 's a bit mirror of the times, the last instant, a Europe without boundaries and open. Slovakia, in fact, together with the new EU, entered the area Schengen in December 2007. Even for newcomers
, has run finally materialized the possibility of moving from one end of the continent without passports, identity cards only.
The second vision, "pretty cumbersome" and that of the large blocks of Petrzalka Bratislava, the quartierone which lies on the border. A cluster of barracks-style socialist who strongly attacks the horizon line. 115 thousand people live there, a quarter of the inhabitants of Bratislava. It 's the biggest suburbs in Central and Eastern Europe and at night, with all those dark shapes dimly lit by the lights of a few apartments left on, admire it from afar, from the highway, is an impression.
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