I can testify that this isn't all one-way traffic, since I myself moved in the other direction last month, albeit only for a week: when I was mightily amused to find that I'd been preceded by that totemic British institution of our times, the 24-hour Tesco. Have to confess that my motive for being there was to climb in the Tatras rather than meet Slovaks: but since half the population of the country seemed to have had the same idea at the same time (never seen such crowded mountains - Helvellyn on August Bank Holiday is nothing to this), had plenty of opportunity to observe the locals. Whom, I must say, I found perfectly charming and not much distinguishable from your average Brit, though a trifle unreconstructed in the matter of smoking. Since I gather that Bratislava has recently become a favourite destination for that lamentable British rite of passage, the stag party, I can well understand that the Slovak view of my compatriots could be rather less benign than I might wish it.
Yes, young British lads have not endeared themselves to
the residents of Bratislava, but have indeed become the scourge of the city.
They show up on a Friday afternoon, get drunk as fast as they can and prowl the streets of old town, usually in groups of 4 to 6, laughing like hyenas. peeing and puking in the streets and fountains, and damaging monuments.
You are right about the Tatras. They can be quite crowded
with not only Slovaks, but many Poles, Czechs, Hungarians, and Austrians.
Outdoor activities are very popular here with the entire country being a maze of hiking and bicycling trails.
My last hike, 4 weeks ago was 30 KM. Come back when you can stay longer.