I live like a nomad, hurtling through time and countries. So how did an Irish girl get to travel Europe for work? By chance is how! Almost four years on, you could now call me a “the seasoned traveller”! Yet as I transport myself daily from Bratislava to Budapest, Warsaw to Prague, Wroclaw to Brno, I experience something new every single day.
I am fortunate to run a large employment agency in Central Europe called CPL Jobs. So come, join me and work in these beautiful places and I promise to help you find a job in Czech Republic, Poland, Hungary or Slovakia.
So what's it like?
Did you know that you need your mother’s maiden name in Hungary to check into a hotel?
What about a competitor to St Valentine? Petrin Hill in Prague is busiest on May 1st, when lovers go and kiss under cherry trees to seal their romance forever, as the mysterious footpaths, secret gardens and fountains weave around them, thanks to the famous Czech love poem 'May'.
Have you ever heard of a train stopping on a bitterly cold winter night in a freight station instead of the real one, and allowing the poor passenger to disembark into no-man’s land? Well, it happened to me in Slovakia....and I had to walk a mile in the dark on live train tracks to get to the real one!
Did you know that most Central Europeans say hello and goodbye in an elevator? Yet, it is perfectly acceptable to not have the same politeness afforded you as a real customer whether in a shop or restaurant.
By the way, I was told to stop playing cards in the dining car of Polish trains because it is deemed to be gambling? (No money was on the table...)
But what is most magical about Central Europe is the pace and courage of the people as they embrace the new so fast, and overcome the paralysis of communism just 20 years before. The architecture and richness of culture in these cities is breathtaking despite being ravaged through history. The castles and little chateaus adorn the country side, and the locals sure know how to throw a party, host a festival, or salute their great composers.
Whether I visit a wine festival by Lake Balaton,Hungary, a derby in Budapest, the Christmas markets in Prague, a Dvorak concert in Brno, or just amble through the charming narrow lanes, burgher's houses and nobles' palaces of Bratislava after a coffee on the Danube, I am blessed to live and breathe these towns as I go to work every day.
Shakespeare once proclaimed in his glorious Hamlet “costly thy habit as thy purse would buy - But not expressed in fancy - rich, not gaudy. For the apparel oft proclaims the man”. Well I am afraid Sir William, Brigid needs four such purses out here to dress so pretty given all the zloty, groszy, Czech koruny, and those huge Hungarian forint coins! Thank goodness for the Euro in Slovakia.