Or maybe they were saying "pop, pop, POP!" I don't know. Language barrier. It was my first time to Slovakia, deep in the mountains due south of Krakow. And my first Slovak wedding. In my day-to-day I don't normally skip around a dance floor, sans shoes, flitting my skirt from side to side. But here I did, and with such pleasure and abundance. Wish someone would have told me to pace myself. Weddings last until the next day.