Cesky Krumlov

Trip Start Oct 06, 2005
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Trip End May 31, 2006


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Saturday, May 13, 2006

Wow, I just couldn't believe that I was entering my final country. My final continent for that matter!
Once in Czech we made our way to Czesky Bouvencia, the hometown of the original Budweiser. A tour of the brewery made it clear that they were not pleased that Anhieser Bush is using the name Budweiser, which means good beer, for their beer. A long lasting legal battle continues this day. While I did not find the light beer to be very tasty, their darker beer was delicious. As we exited the brewery, our jaws dropped as we watched 4 young boys walk down the street with small kegs wrapped up in their arms. If there is a drinking age here, I don't think it is enforced!

We then made our way off to Czesky Revokiasky, a beautiful little village surrounded by a winding river with a large castle overlooking on a nearby hill. Anxious to get to Prague, we left early the next afternoon.

Prague is a much larger city then I expected. Fortunately, most of what anyone would want to see is located in a small enough area to walk in. We spent most of the first night just wandering around and soaking in the sites. Prague is well known as a beautiful city, and it lived up to its hype for the most part. I think at this point in my travels everything was starting to look the same. That beautiful old cobblestone street just didn't have the same wonder as the first one I gazed upon. Prices were also not quite as cheap as I expected. The 50 cent beers I was promised by the guidebooks were hard to come by. It seemed only slightly cheaper than Germany. The next day we ate lunch in an old room, with a night in armor standing silent watch over us. The rest of the day was spent eating and sipping on beers, until we met up with a crowd of Scottish chaps on a bachelor party. Boy do these guys party. The invited us along, and soon we were listening to them hammer away on a piano, singing Scottish songs, and passing around baby powder to alleviate any chafage from their commando style ways. A couple of hours later Ande and I had had enough, so we left Dave with the Scotts and made our way home. Ah Dave, lets just say he wasn't feeling to well when we hit the road the next morning.

Our last two nights were spent in Germany, our favorite place in Europe. Time was spent finding a place to stay, which took us four hours one night, and visiting Beer Gardens. Ande and I left on a train to Frankfurt Tuesday night since our flight left early the next morning. The longest vacation of my life was coming to an end! Ahhhh! After saying goodbye to Dave, who was flying out of Munich the next morning, I spent the next four hours on the train contemplating what life would be like back in the states. The countdowns had begun, my last Saturday away, my last train ride, my last time I had to do laundry, etc, etc...I had to laugh when Ande and I couldn't find accommodation for our last night. A biochemist convention was meeting in Frankfurt, and every hotel was completely booked. So, the last night was spent on a granite floor in the Frankfurt airport, nestled in between an auto display and the wall. The last night of the entire journey, and we were homeless for the first time!
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