Piešťany, Day Three. -- The core of our activities was a four-hour (18 km) walk, under blue skies, along the shore of “Lake Slňava”. Thick fog during the last two days had prevented us from seeing anything beyond our daughter’s selfie-stick. Now we could finally appreciate how picturesque this region really is. Two of the juniors had decided to stay back in the hotel to play *Monopoly*, and so Marietta had us all to herself. (And this form of monopoly protected her from her big sister’s … shall we say: “challenges”?) -- On our way out of town we passed, for the umpteenth time, a monument to Beethoven’s visit here 213 years ago. Add to this that I am currently practicing one of his “Bagatellen” and you’ll see why I “had to” book myself into the local piano shop for a practice session in the next couple of days. (Embarrassing given my level of play, I know, but what could I do?) -- The architecture of Piešťany leaves me with mixed feelings. Much of it dates from the seventies and eighties. The worst instance is “Dom Umenia” (=Art House). It has all the charm of a grey, crumbling, moldy block of concrete. How any architect could ever have sat in front of their drawing board and say to themself: “That’s it, perfect!”, beats me.