I'll admit that the first triumph of the day is that I made it to Levoča all by my onesie, as Captain Sparrow says,* and the second is that I made it back, too. I know it doesn't sound like much, but I think this was the first time that I'd been somewhere in Slovakia by myself that I hadn't been to before. I didn't miss any of the buses, and even though I had to ask a few drivers where they were going, I eventually got on all of the right routes. So, success.
It took me around four hours to get from Tisovec to Levoča, and about three hours to get back in the afternoon. That said, it's not a terribly great distance from one town to the other. Still, the landscape is different up there. Here in Tisovec we're surrounded by our spiky, wooded hills, which are part of the reason it takes so long to get anywhere from here. Poprad, which the buses drove through, has wonderful views of the Tatras; and though Levoča is less than an hour from Poprad, the Tatras aren't even visible from the town. The hills there are more rolling, and don't dominate the horizon. I do feel like Levoča is at a higher elevation than Tisovec, too.
the Tatras on the way home; the angle was an attempt to avoid a reflection in the bus window
I got to the main bus station in Levoča around ten to eleven.
The old center is based around a long square. In this square are the cathedral, Chram Sv. Jakuba, the (19th century?) Lutheran church, the old town hall, and the newer city government building. The sides of the square, Námestie Majstra Pavla, are lined with houses from the Renaissance, some of them still with their decorations, like the Thurzo House, below. One of them is the post office, painted yellow, of course, and others are museums and shops and cafés. The difference between the state of the main square and the buildings on streets just outside the square is remarkable. It's fairly obvious which buildings have been taken care of over the years. They're even now working on the old town hall; it's covered in scaffolding. But there are buildings nearby that appear to need much more work. Of course, these buildings off the square don't bring the tour buses in, either.
The cathedral is the main draw to Levoča. There is a thirty-minute tour in Slovak, but information sheets are available in English, French, and German. Levoča was the home of a sculptor called Master Pavel. His major work, an altar, is in the cathedral, and it's the tallest Gothic altar in the world at 18.62 meters. Although the altar is quite large, it's so tall because it has some pointy bits at the top. The three figures in the middle of the altar, St. James, Mary, and St. John, are all 2.5 meters tall--that's just over eight feet tall. There were signs posted against photography, but I snuck some pictures anyway. I hope in the future no employers read this and think that I'm a total scofflaw and have no respect for rules or antiquities. I would think that photography is forbidden for two reasons: to protect the art from degradation by bright flashes of light, and to keep people from making money from their art. To the first, I didn't use a flash anyway, because I know better; to the second, I won't make any money from taking stealthy pictures. So there. Here's the altar, wonky because of aforesaid stealth, and St. George, laconically stabbing the dragon.
Outside the Spiš art museum I saw a nice but slightly
Levoča was a nice way to spend the day, even if over half the twelve hours I was gone were spent traveling. But traveling successfully! I would recommend visiting the town if you're interested in Renaissance art, or if you're traveling through the area and have some time to kill. I don't know if I would tell anyone to make a special trip all the way to Slovakia just to see Levoča, but it was a good trip for me. If only because I got to see this sign:
*Happy belated Talk Like a Pirate Day!
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