Day 12: Bratislava to Komarno…no wait, Esztergom
Today was an odd day involving a bike shop trip, some frenzied bike repairing, a tram trip, a long walk to the train station, lengthy delays and some on-the-fly rerouting of this out penultimate day. However, we saw one of the most impressive cathedrals in Europe as a bonus. I had been fretting about the bike most of the night and so got up early and headed to the “local” bike shop which was very firmly in the doughnut-of-shit which surrounds the historic centre of Bratislava. When I asked for brake pads, the hipster dude manning the shop supplied me with a box of random brake pads and suggested I searched through it. And, at the bottom of the box were these beauties. Eight euros and we were back in the game. I high tailed it back to the hotel and spent a miserable and dirty hour fitting the brake pads and realising that they didn’t fix the problem. Trying to do proper bike repairs using a crappy multitool that I bought 15 years ago was not an enjoyab...