Third time may be the charm, but we’ll never find out (November 3, 2007)

My econ professor recommended Bratislava, Slovakia as a good day trip for our four day weekend. It’s only a few hours away so I decided to go with Caitlin, Ali, and Vin.
We were going to go on Friday but after going to Morrison’s the night before and staying out until about 2, getting up at 4:45 to catch the 5:50 train didn’t seem like such a good idea. I actually got out of bed, went to wake up Ali, who said, “Lets just go tomorrow.” I was awake, but still pretty tired, so I agreed. We told Vin and Caitlin and reschedule for Saturday.
Only waking up early was still difficult, and we were running a bit late. We would have been okay except the red line wasn’t running as often and we had to wait 10 minutes at Blaha. Had we known that we really could have just walked and may have had a chance.
As it was we got to the train station at about 5:45, giving us five minutes to find the international ticket booth and the train—as you can imagine it didn’t work out.
Since we were all there we thought we could at least alter our trip and go somewhere else. We asked the woman at the ticket counter when the trains were going to Vienna and found there was one leaving in 5 minutes that if we hurried we could make. To speed things up Vin decided to just charge tickets for the four of us. The woman asked for our passports but was confused as to how many he wanted. She wasn’t sure who was going or if we wanted round trip or not. The number of people never changed, but we did vary between one way or two. She gave us the total cost, which ended up being about 30 dollars per person, one-way, and we decided that was too much for a day trip and canceled. At this point the ticket lady got really upset and was like, “I don’t know what you want! One person, two person, one way, round trip!” She literally threw her hands up, so we quickly grabbed our passports and left.
Although briefly considering going to St. Andrew’s we gave up since none of the other ticket booths spoke English.
Moral of the story: after two failed attempts, we decided to give up on going to Bratislava.