Trabant

One of her first international travels took place in a Trabant - oh yes! - in 1968 when their family decided to visit Slovakia (back then Czechoslovakia). She does not remember the month - should have been over the summer obviously since her parents bought her first school bag. Her mom said that its quality was better than in Hungary. The weather was rainy the entire two weeks and they stayed in campgrounds. One day when they drove to their next destination, they passed a huge number of tanks on the road. She asked her father what was going on. It should have been a couple of weeks before or after the Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia. She remembers the silence in the car very clearly, the tanks in the rain, and the feeling she had: it was not fear, she could not comprehend what was going on....but it was dark and sad. That she recalls clearly.