The day I was leaving Bratislava I first decided to take a quick trip to Devin Castle which is a castle ruin about 20mins outside of Bratislava. I'm really glad I did this because up until this Bratislava was a little underwhelming to be honest.

I'm not sure how much there is to actually write about with regards to this. I basically caught the bus there (after first catching the wrong bus and going the wrong way for 2 stops before realising my mistake). When I got there I went to a little cafe and got an ice cream and a soft drink called Kofola which is Coke's biggest rival in Slovakia. It's quite delicious.

Then I walked around the castle ruins and then paid a few euro to get in and walk throughout it. Unfortunately construction rears its ugly head on this trip again as the topmost part of the castle was inaccessible due to maintenance which has actually stopped since 2010 due to lack of funds. But it is currently not safe to walk up there. :(

But other than that the walk around the castle was awesome. I went back to the little cafe on the way down and got a beer. Sitting in this little cafe with the castle ruins overhead drinking a beer after a long hike is the kind of moments I live for and the reason I'm doing this trip.

When I got back to Bratislava and grabbed my gear and went straight to the train station to catch a train to Budapest. This ended up being one of the most interesting train tips I've had. On the platform I met a Hungarian guy named Peter. He was a real friendly bloke and loved drinking. Just as the train was pulling up he offered me some vodka. I declined and he proceeded to skull the small bottle.

Once in the cabin he got to talking with a Hungarian girl he was sitting next to. I have no idea what was being said, but she was laughing a lot. After a while he introduced me, but she didn't speak much English, so then he proceeded to try and be a translator. It was good fun. She got off well before Budapest and then it was me, Peter and a German guy called Daniel left in the cabin.

Peter continued to talk to us, and drink more hard liquor. He was getting friendlier and funnier as he became more and more drunk. Once that bottle ran out he offered to go to the dining car and buy us all a beer. By the time we made it to Budapest he was well drunk. That was a fun ride though.