Hotel Restaurant Rango
Travel Blogs from Plzen
A brilliant day dawned over the tent at
Murnersee, but unfortunately that also equates to a hot sun rising, and it
wasn't long before the two of us were feeling quite warm in tent... So no sleep
in again. But the benefit of this morning was that we also awoke right in the
middle of a lovely serene environment. Emma jumped up and went for a run around the lake, and I
set about getting a cup of tea happening for when she got back. Once the ...
... a bit over the heavy Czech food, so we tried a Mexican restaurant, which turned out to be really good!
The next day we took it easy in the morning, and after a healthy salad for lunch sitting in the park, and another walk along the lovely stream in town, headed for the big gates of the
Pilsner Urquell brewery. We joined a tour which was a bit overcommercialised and pretty standard as far as brewery tours go, but it ...
... had to eat first. We found a little pub and popped in, the weather was becoming fierce outside; wind, and very dark skies.
What a wonderful surprise; the restaurant served gluten free food, nearly everything on the menu could be made gluten free. This had been a problem in Prague, there were very few selections so this was so very welcome. I had a meal called Tavern Potatoes; consisting of fried potato slices, a cream sauce with ham and broccoli over the ...
... forward to. Safety helmets on, we entered the tunnels with our guide and group of 6 others, interested in what the 3 levels of cellars would reveal.
Most of the towns activities are connected to beer and beer production and the 14km of winding tunnels are no exception. Constructed over a 400 year period during the middle-ages, the cellars we used initially as food and beer storage, but as the cellars become connected through tunnels, they were also used as hide-outs during ...
... on the square. The Victorious Viktoria are expected around 11pm and it seems the party could go until dawn. We gals are always up for a party, especially as part of major cultural celebration like this. But the 40-year-old in me is hoping I can catch some zzzz’s by the time the hour turns to single digits—oh ****, we are on the 24 hour clock here.
We’ve had two great days in Plzen already. Day one we ...