
Finding a good spot for Wilma near Bratislava turned out to be much harder than expected. After circling around and losing our patience, we finally decided to look for somewhere on the Slovak-Austrian border. That's how we ended up in a tiny village called Deutsch Jahrndorf β the kind of place where foxes and rabbits literally say goodnight to each other. The local highlights? Apparently, a fire somewhere in the area was the talk of the town. And the shop opening hours wereβ¦ let's say "creative." The local organic store looked so promising, but the sign read: Fridays, 14:00β18:00. Closed next Friday. So much for our shopping spree. Slightly disappointed, we reminded ourselves that we weren't here for village adventures anyway, we were here for Bratislava.


