While staying with two Slovak young men at a historic mill in the woods of the High Tatry of Northern Slovakia, I was invited to join them in walking to a cabin, the home of an old woodcutter. One of the young men had promised to take photos of his wood sculptures so that was the reason for the hike. When we arrived we started with some tea and bread, always the way visits began. It appeared that the woodcutter was so lonely that he wanted us to visit all day. The two Slovak young men were so patient that we stayed beyond a half day visit to saisfy the old man's thirst for company.