Plzeň Thank You
Trip Start Apr 30, 2010
10Trip End May 11, 2010
No sooner were we in the country than Max and Tristan started up a steady stream of jokes about police brutality and corruption. I'm not sure why they think the Czech police force is particularly corrupt -- maybe they're just prejudiced against former communist countries in general?
My father insisted we stop in Plzeň
Since Navi-chan was being pretty useless, and also we had no map, Max and I did the best we could, and managed to get us into the centre of Plzeň without too much trouble. We parked a couple of blocks away from the city's old main square, and found a pub-style restaurant in a basement. The waitress spoke no English, and about ten words of German. This worked out, because between them, my father and Max know about twenty words of German! I had garlic soup, Max had spicy sausage, Tristan had potato pancakes and sausages, and we all had beer. Except for Max, who was driving, so couldn't have any alcohol in his system.
After the meal, we walked around a little bit, and I roped my father into visiting the cathedral with me. It was Gothic, I had to! Then we got back on the road and took off for our next destination: Prague!