May 18, 2013
I’ll never forget the exact moment. Noon, July 5, 2000.
My first solo adventure. Central Europe. Slovakia. From Košice to Spiš. I was driving north through the countryside.
And then, there it was! To my right, on a hilltop brooding over the landscape. Enormous. Imposing. Inspiring. The nine hundred year old ruins. Spišský hrad. Spiš Castle.
Out loud I spoke, “This is why I travel. This is what I came to Europe to see!” *