There is a lake about 1/2 hour's walk from our flat and we go there FAR too rarely. Yesterday we went. It was perfect weather for a walk. Lily took her scooter and Rosy took Tomáš' shoulders. Half of Bánovce had the same idea, including my sister-in-law and co. I am continually amazed by the beauty that surrounds me in this little country I call home. Lush green all around. We had a not-so-rare Yogaman sighting, a startlingly tan man who is often seen around this lake clinging on things and doing yoga. He's never hard to miss, but less so yesterday, as he was windsurfing in his ''undinky,'' a Štrbavý family word coined by taking the word undies and Slovakifying it. Tomáš corrected Rosy when she pointed out he was in his undinky, saying that they were actually swim trunks. Unfortunately Rosy was right. We capped off the trip by stopping off at this place, to have a Kofola beer, potato pancakes and some hot dogs. The girls swung and slid with the best of them. Then the sky turned black and we had to hurry home for our lives. Within minutes of our return it was pouring rain. It was a sweet day.
