Slovaks living abroad

Stories about Slovaks living abroad, Slovak citizenship, Slovak regions that faced heavy emigration in the past, and the descendants of Slovak emigrants. These stories are brought to you thanks to the FALATH & PARTNERS law firm.

My husband Evan and I made what many would consider a crazy decision: we would move to Bratislava without ever having visited.

From Seattle to Bratislava: an American’s reverse migration story

How a YouTube video led to discovering my Slovak roots and making the journey my great-grandparents made in reverse.

Chandra Catron
Alois Havrilla
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From not knowing an English word to being a noted radio announcer in the US

In front of a microphone, Alois Havrilla would not stop talking, otherwise he was quiet.

The sightseeing boat Bohemia rests on the shore due to low water levels at the Domaša – Dobrá recreational area, photographed on 28 May 2025 in Kvakovce, Vranov nad Topľou district.

The boat is ready. The lake, less so.

While the Bohemia waits for deeper waters, visitors can explore hilltop castles, forest trails, and hidden frescoes in Slovakia’s overlooked northeast.

An open-air museum near the manor house in Humenné.

Where ruins whisper and gardens bloom: Discovering Humenné’s charm

Trade the city noise for cycling trails, manor house museums and views from crumbling castles in Slovakia’s lesser-known northeast.

“Bože môj”: In search of my Rusyn self

“We are Slovak!” my grandfather would yell. Emphatically, my father would bellow back, “We are Rusyn!” And so it went, until one of them gave up.

Karen Gernat Chorba
Denis and Zuzana Kuzl run a successful brewery in Porto, Portugal.

Slovak brewers win hearts in Porto with beer inspired by a childhood favourite

A pair of Slovak entrepreneurs have found success in Portugal.

Adam Novosad
Slovaks were the second largest emigrant nation in Europe during the great waves of migration to America, second only to the Irish.

Slovakia’s secret weapon is living abroad

Ireland proved that a diaspora isn’t just history — it’s a strategy. Slovakia should take note.

Slovak roots: claiming what you knew you had

Being caught in the middle is not easy, as the following story of Slovak American shows.

Benjamin Demko.

After years of straddling two worlds, this American is now reconnecting with his Slovak roots

Benjamin Demko is curious to try halušky as his grandmother had her own version.

Jonathan Lukca with his three children, proudly holding their Slovak passports after reclaiming citizenship.

The law changed. Our family papers were ready. Now my kids are Slovak citizens

My family’s journey to reclaim our Slovak heritage.

Jonathan Lukca
Running shoes that belonged to Japansese runner Takeshi So who won the marathon in 1976.
Penati Golf Resort in western Slovakia

The compass points to Kúty, and people are starting to follow

A short drive from Kúty, golfers will find a course set among sand dunes and quiet woodland.

Branč Castle ruins, western Slovakia

Branč to the beach: Slovakia’s unexpected south-west

The Senica district offers quiet revelations, from curative waters to forgotten chapters of Jewish life.

The Carpathia stewardesses. Júlia Červenková is second from left.
Peter Getting

Slovak roots: closing the loop

Visit the region full of cabbage and castles, with a synagogue next to Lidl.

Gregory Stein at the Štrbské Pleso resort in the High Tatras.

He thought his family died in the Holocaust. Then a phone call changed everything.

A search for family led from old postcards to new relatives across continents.

Returning to the ancestral homeland isn’t about nostalgia or living in the past.

Coming home to a place you’ve never been

When descendants of Slovak immigrants walk the same paths as their ancestors, they rediscover family, identity, and a sense of belonging.

A bust of Jozef Murgaš on Jarošova Street in Bratislava.

Remembering the priest-scientist and pioneer of wireless communication

Jozef Murgaš was one of the Slovaks who made a name for himself in the US.

My granny, as she was affectionately known, left her home and traveled by train to Hamburg, Germany where she boarded a ship with $5 in her pocket. 

“Return not,” the ocean cried. But I returned for her

A granddaughter’s pilgrimage to Slovakia, fuelled by stories, slivovica and a love that never faded.

Beverly Clifford
Habánsky dvor in Veľké Leváre houses a museum.

A café in an ice cellar, sand dunes and a flower shop at the border

Záhorie is a storybook waiting to be pedalled through.

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