Arrived at Bratislava this afternoon, it was only an hours train journey from Vienna. First impressions weren't great the main train station was run down and the hostel was in what looked like the run down part of the city. We wbt out to have dinner at a traditional Slovakian pub. The food was sooooo nice and very cheap. Shortly after leaving the pub a thunder storm came down. Id never been so happy to see rain after highs of 42 degrees in Vienna. None the less we decided to head out to one of Bratislava's famous clubs. But when we got there we found out no clubs open on a Sunday! We found a pub instead that didn't speak a word of English so I had no clue as to what drink I had just order. A cherry bear arrived, it was as good as it sounds. Bloody awful.