Penzion Centrum Kutna Hora
Jakubska 57 Kutna Hora, Bohemia, Czech Republic
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Day 9 - Kutna Hora and the bone church
... saw a range of different buildings and places where people mined, as this was an old mining town. We then went to lunch which was a lovely local place hidden in the side streets. To start we all were given a bowl of soup with chunks of potato, other veggies and mushroom. It was really nice and I'd love to make something like it at home. For the main I had a little bit of pork with cabbage, dumplings and a gravy. It was all so filling I could only eat ...
Oh the Hora!
... more than one train a day, but I don't. Thankfully many of the signs were also in English, so I eventually found my way and then I was off to Kutna Hora.
When I got off the train, armed with my notebook and then map that I had glued into it, I headed off walking to the first sight to see. My first stop was the Church of the Assumption of Our Lady (big name, big-ish church). It was a church, it was churchy. Lots of shrines and paintings and ...
Communism, Burglary, and Skeleton Decor
... in Prague, so after the silly clock show we stopped at a cafe for breakfast (including hot chocolate). We're not sure if we got the right kind that people were referring to, but it was good. After breakfast, we walked to the Museum of Communism, which is something that I really wanted to go to, and luckily Kelly and Peety were willing to tag along. I don't generally like Museums, but I am fascinated by what life was like ...
Not Four Years but a Lifetime
... in the basement. In the 19th century, the family that owned the place hired an architect to do whatever he wanted with them, and the result was... Well, on the one hand obviously very creepy, but yet in a macabre sense quite beautiful. There was even a bone chandelier. In addition to all the bone decorations were also four giant bone pyramids (not glued together!! Just free pieces on top of each other) which symbolize that in ...
Dem Bones
... smaller rural roads, though, we relied on the signs, which were sometimes more confusing than not.
"Kutná Hora, next right!"
"What, here?!" as Max pulled into a bus stop.
The Czech countryside is very pretty. Rolling fields, occasionally vividly yellow (our guess is canola), stretch off toward the horizon. There are mountains to the north, low yet surprisingly pointed. The small towns we ...


