Hotel Palcat Tabor

... guy named Ian. He has a huge amount of experience doing what we are doing and had all sorts of tips. The conversation began with me asking him if he was staying in a pension as we couldn't find the indicated campsite anywhere. He said he was just going to crash in the woods. He's done it for years across all countries and never had a problem. Chrissy and I were ready to call it a night so we went on some trails and found a little peice of paradise.

... really, but bang on the outside (half-see-through) door very loudly, yelling for help when people walk by. So I do, and the people walk on, probably wondering what a crazy person I am! Luckily for me after about half an hour a couple with children stop. Even more lucky they speak English and German! So after explaining what happened they go find the owner. But he is in another town...on the phone he tells them I should just wait till someone comes in ...

... through the train cars and then smashed through to the door to my compartment. She started to yell at me one single word over and over again, "Stafka! Stafka! Stafka!" I thought that she was saying this was our stop, so I showed her my ticket and said, "No! Brno! Brno!" This only further enraged the woman and she proceeded to forcefully push me out of the car while dragging my bag behind her, all the while I am trying to tell her that I want ...

Písek, city of the sand...we found it in our way to Mira's place, and we took the two pics you can see from the oldest Czech Bridge, which was almost completely covered by the floodings in 2002. It is really beautiful, and it is one of our best pictures (Bea took it) to date, what in the other hand it's not so difficult...

... and i could not stop laughing and there was nothing i could do to help her she was stuck between the two beds with her bum in the air i am becoming very familiar with her back tattoo she just had to hurl herself up, our back packs take up the remainder space on the floor some one on the bottom bunked tied their luggage strap to the ladder so it could not be moved and they pretend not to wake when we arrived even though we were particularly ...

... the frescoes are on everysurface. The entire town is a work of art, literally. It is more so now than 20 years ago, as they resore the old building layers of fresh artwork is revealed underneath. The main Catherdal town was a muddy brown in te 90's but now pink. The town is fairly tiny, but has an absolutley massive Castle complex. One of the biggest anywhere. It makes up more than half the town which is split on two sides of a meanderign river. Teh ...

... had led, it seems, to many people 'making the bridge' as the French say, and all the hostels in town were full. -You could drive to Telc I had been planning on riding to Telc, tomorrow. Still, it was only 3pm and 30km to Telc. I'd seen the main feature of Jihlava (an enormous central square, built shortly before the town's silver mines went bust and it's delusions of grandeur were extinguished. -You can stay in this hostel. Its GBP2.50 for the night. That sealed the deal.

... the summer was shocking!). Of course we had to join in and get them singing...then...out of nowhere Mike says 'Id like to bring onto the stage Jamie and Dave who will tell you a ghost story'...what the hell!?!? At this moment im pretty sure i had a small heart attack. We didn't know this was happening and we had nothing to say. So we did it with Mike in a chain story and made it up as we went along...it wasnt scary but we just made it comedy and the kids were laughin ...

... place that had become home and had burned an indelible mark in our hearts. Sam gave us tee-shirts from the hostel when we squared our bill. He gave us his email address. We had one last meal in the tavern with Fiona and Ashley and then sat on the porch for while in the winter sun, listening to the river rushing over its ancient course. Ashley and Fiona are headed to Budapest next, probably later in the day. They are nearing the end of their trip. Fiona seems ready to go home ...

... a whole bunch of travelers at the hostel as it was like a big house. We found that the cheapest beer we could buy there ran us about 20 cents but if you returned the bottle you received 17 cents back, what a deal. The beer selection was great in Czech Republic. After spending a relaxed four days there we headed back to Prague to catch another bus to Karlovy Vary, a town located in the North West of Czech Republic.