Bratislava to Komárom

This marks my first day in Hungary. The ride out of Slovakia was frustrating despite its gorgeous scenery. I pedaled past adolescent sunflowers eager to outcompete each other for the sun’s rays like newborn puppies blindly in search of a teat. The roads were so full of sand and gravel though that I couldn’t look away from them to admire the sunflowers’ glow for more than a just couple of seconds at a time.

Perhaps the prettiest invasive species on the planet apart from people

I’m spending tonight at a campsite here in Komárom called Hotel Thermal on the recommendation of my Polish friend, Simon. Thermal baths included in the price of admission. 

Once I checked in and set up camp, I headed straight for the baths to relax. Today’s sandy ride was especially hard on my knees.  

After returning shivering from the baths to my tent, I met a nice family from Belgium who offered me a chair in which to read and a beer to drink. Both of which I gladly accepted. 

The object of many-a-curses

Tomorrow it’s on to Budapest (I hope), one of my favorite cities.

“Sunflower fields forever.” – John Lennon, first draft

Today’s Miscellany

America’s cultural contribution to this part of Slovakia is the name of a 24-hour roadside strip joint called the Hollywood Club.
A building-sized woodwind instrument

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