Pamela Anderson: New Friends & My 'Knight in Shining Armor'

Pamela Anderson: New Friends & My 'Knight in Shining Armor'

A travel memoir from the Rev. Pamela Anderson, Adult Ministries Director at Trinity Cathedral, Sacramento 

A couple weeks ago I was in Austria, and I decided to go to Bratislava, Slovakia for dinner one night. It's only an hour by train so I thought... let's go on an adventure! I had no idea where I was going or what I would see, but I knew that the old town wasn't far from the station.

I met a woman on the train who gave me some tips, and I made my way to the old town for a lovely evening. I enjoyed walking around town for a few hours, had a great meal and took a several great pictures.

I started making my way back to the train station when I noticed a fork in the road, and I wasn't sure which way to go. I saw a couple millennials (a man and a woman) close by so I decided to ask them if they knew the right direction. (Millennials also tend to speak English.)

So I asked them, "Do you speak English?” in which they replied, “Yes, and we want to ask you a question."

"I'm about to ask you a question!” I said. And we both asked each other the same question: "Do you know which road to take to the train station?"

Since we were in the same boat, we decided to walk together, and plus there was a cool building they wanted to show me along the way. As we walked, the time was getting a little close to catch my train so I said, "Hey, I'm going to grab a taxi, but you are both welcome to join me. I'm paying since my train leaves earlier than yours."

"Sure!" they both responded, and so I hailed a taxi.

The millennials were from the Czech Republic, and the taxi driver was Slovakian. Although they spoke different languages, they could understand each other.

The young man asked for the train station, and the taxi driver said something that indicated going to the train station was not a possibility. The young Czech was our interpreter, and he said in English, "Oh $#!%... there's a bomb scare at the train station, and it's completely shut down. No trains are running."

It was now 10:30 p.m. at night, and I was catching the last train to Vienna. The millennials and I were then contemplating going to the bus station so that I could get back to Vienna, and they could get back to Prague.

I said to the taxi driver, "How crazy is this? A bomb scare? Seriously?" All I was thinking was that now the bus station was going to be packed with people because the trains weren't running and that would be a mess.

I said to the taxi driver, "Seriously? No trains are running? Are you messing with me?" I jokingly said, "You're lying to me!" (I knew he wasn't.) He said in Slovak in earnest, "No, seriously. The train station is shut down."

I said to the taxi driver, tongue-in-cheek, "Well save me then! Drive me to Vienna!" The millennial interpreted, "The taxi driver is willing to drive you to Vienna for 80 Euro."

I thought for about five seconds... 80 Euro for a taxi or a hotel room in Bratislava for 100 Euro. I said to the millennials, "Well, I'm having the taxi driver take me to Vienna, and I'm paying. Wanna go?" They looked at each other and said, “Okay!"

Suddenly a short taxi drive to the train station turned into a road trip to Vienna! We stopped to get gas, and the millennials bought some Czech beers for us to drink. They gave me a swig of something out of their liquor bottle that burned my throat, so I said, "I'm good. I don't need another swig!"

As we drove along the dark, long highway in the summer heat, we introduced ourselves. The young man’s name was Honza Dibitanzl, and he was a poet. He was performing with the woman he was with, an interpretive dancer named Karolína Voleská. They had come down from the Czech Republic to perform, and their show sounded awesome! I hope to see it someday.

Our driver’s name was Milan Petrovic Bodinger, and when they asked my name I said, "Pamela."

Milan immediately said, "Ahhhh... Pamela Anderson!" And I said, "Yes...that is actually, really my name!" All three of them didn't believe me so I had to pull out my ID to show them the truth. They thought that was hilarious!

"How crazy is this? Less than an hour ago we met you on the street. Now we're heading to Vienna, and I'm in a taxi with Pamela Anderson!" Honza said.

Just then a news flash came on the radio, and Milan said in Slovak, "See! The news is confirming that the trains are shut down!" Honza interpreted for me, but I just looked at Milan and jokingly said, "You lie!" Milan laughed, and we kept driving to Vienna.

So what do you do when you're on a road trip with three new friends? You exchange Facebook information!

Honza asked about Milan's profile picture, and Milan said that it was a symbol of knighthood and that he had it tattooed on his back as well.

In his broken English Milan said, "I'm a knight, a good guy,” and he pumped his chest. It was then that I realized I was rescued by a knight in shining armor (albeit a Toyota Corolla!)

As we talked about our dream jobs, I asked Milan what his dream job was, in which he responded, "To chauffeur you!" Nice answer, Milan! No wonder you're a knight, I thought!

When we got into Vienna, Honza and Karolina were so excited that they stuck their heads out the window like puppies!

Once the short-lived road trip was over and we parted ways, we had to take a selfie with our rescuer and then give him some love, of course. It was a hilarious night and a great adventure! It could have been a night that was a pain, but instead it's just a great story to tell! 

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