I was up and out of the hostel fairly early so I could nose around Bratislava. What a curious and unique place. The majority of the place appeared to be soviet era concrete monstrocities. These were quiet visibly crumbling. In the old town, there were some quite stunning buildings. But just around the corner would be a similar age of building that was falling down.

Bratislava statues take it easy...

You can't put this dude off his work...

A few streets from the town centre you go back 500 years...

It was wonderful to wander the cobbled streets, little alleyways and squares in such relaxation. I bought some bread and cheese at TESCO for the journey ahead and set off to Hungary.

Pay is low, some statues take second jobs...

I passed through the border easily and was again on another motorway. I was soon off this and on main roads through the Hungarian countryside. Most of it was like a desert, but instead of sand, monocrop agriculture. It was a bit depressing, especially when you saw how poor people were. I couldn't help but wonder if TESCO had a hand in the depressing landscape?

Nadasdy-Var in Hungary...

Riding became fun again as there were a few turns to raise a smile. The roads were pretty awful too, but Betty lapped it up. Lake Balaton soon came into view and I arrived at the Kesthely campsite without a massive amount of bum pain. The site was very quiet.

I went for dinner at the on site restaurant. I was the only customer, but the menu had caught my eye. For 1300 Forint I could have Gypsy Roast. It was tempting, but I prefer members of the travelling community lighty sauted with mushroom sauce.

I had a fantastic meal and went back to the tent for proper tea and a read. I am really enjoying Hungary.