Yesterday afternoon, I went to Bratislava to walk around the town and see Prokofiev’s Romeo and Juliet at the Slovak National Theater. When I arrived at the train station, I was starting to wonder what I’d gotten myself in to. The train station was a pretty sketchy place (though there was free wifi) and I was approached by four different destitute Slovaks on my way to the bus, asking for money in broken English and trying to help me figure out how to buy my bus ticket. Once the bus got me to the city center, it was a different story. Very beautiful city. While waiting for the ballet, I walked to the parapet of Bratislava Castle, and there was a great view of the city.
The ballet was fine. I had to duck out before the 3rd and final act because I was afraid of missing the last train back to Vienna, but the ending was pretty predictable. I guess ballet is not for me. Granted, I don’t have a lot of experience with ballet, but from my limited exposure to it, I find the form, while aesthetically pleasing and impressive, to be rather limiting.