Cheeky Czech(ie) Chappies

Trip Start Sep 04, 2004
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Trip End Jun 30, 2005


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Thursday, October 7, 2004

.... and they are, hotel room price inflation of this ilk has not been seen since the hyper-inflation of Hindenburg´s 1920s Germany.

But on to the real stuff, here´s what we did:

Litomercie - Idylic old town with nearby Nazi holding camp at Terezin. Landed on our feet by staying at the gymnasium suite of the local swimming pool (see views of our private waterslide in the pic above).

Kutna Hora - Many churches including one decorated with human bones.

Prague - More churches, fine buildings and many many more tourists. All those English stag parties drinking, fighting and roaring ,made us very nostalgic for London.

Pilsen - Home of Scoda (the town´s slogan roughly translated into English is also "we´re not as crap as you think") and the world´s first Lager, Pilsner Urquell.

Cesky Krumlov - Beautiful castle, rolling mountains (one of which we climbed) and winding rivers.

All these locations shared only two common features and the real reason we came to the Czech Republic... dumplings and beer (both in large quantities and both at low cost - we loved it!). Consumption of both , especially the latter, reached its zenith in the 2-3 day "Sharon and Eamon´s wedding" extravaganza.

The ceremony took place in the Prague Cathedral, with Diarmuid Denneny leaning on King Wenceslas´ grave throughout. From there we retired to a restaurant overlooking the city - the view was only matched by the fine food and wine, the first we had seen of the latter on our travels. So unused were our "backpacker constitutions" to such highbrow treatment that Combie was forced to the toilet three times between the main course and dessert alone.

Still drunk and with only two hours sleep from the wedding night, we headed to Pilsen for a break, to discover we had arived at the height of the Pilsner Fest, Czech Republic´s equivalent to the Oktoberfest. With Granny´s best hair-of-the-dog advice ringing in our ears, we plunged into the event head first. Our eagerness to stay out might also have been driven by our uninviting spartan hotel room and the travelling salesman two doors down who brought his drum kit for company.

The things we have to do - its not an easy life for us travellers you know! And now its off to Vienna for some wiener schnitzel...
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