Royal Kanon Ceske Budejovice

... in the aisle! About the first 90 minutes of the trip was spent with the bus crammed full of people. Alisia and I were worried that the guy standing between us was going to puke, because we watched him get paler and paler and sort of weave where he was standing. He was definitely not feeling well. Thankfully most of the people in the aisles and several sitting got off the bus at the 2nd stop, so the rest of the trip was pretty uneventful and ...

... 8211; We had a little sleep in today but we were up in time to catch the end of breakfast at 10am.

Our first stop for the day was the tourist information office where we grabbed some brochures outlining what we could see and do in Cesky Krumlov. In summer it is known for its water activities and this is actually what drew me to the place. Donna had been there and told me about how her and Josh had floated around the town on inner tubes, stopping along the way at restaurants ...

(Note : All entries from now until Perth in November are way shorter than they should be, as all out text got stolen, together with our laptop, all our valuables, and almost our whole campervan, when it was broken into and trashed in Rome at the end of October. Have a look at that entry if you want to have a look at the damage the *******s did. The next month or so´s text is written ...

... for it, Chicken nugget bagety, not sure if it is chicken or nugget but there was some bagety. It was very strange indeed, 5 mins later our pick up arrives. Bummer if we had only waited we would have been able to have some real food. We head back get changed and get our things together. Tim is leaving for Prague so we can get the same bus. I go to use the free Internet I found behind another Youth Hostel (it is amazing I seem to have a free internet radar) I message my host ...

... biggest horse I have seen in a long time. He is beautiful but so tall. He is more like a racehorse than say a Clydesdale. She then gets a box and tells me his name is Archie and he is my horse. She then puts these extra lengths on him attached to his bit to bring his head closer to his chest, hmm strange, she says its because he pulls and it is to stop him going bad (hmmmm!!! great). I have to do a huge lift off to get up and over Archie and when I am there I ...

... we passed through by bus and train, with wavy bright colours used to great effect to cheer up the appearances of a small percentage of the gloomy grey concrete Communist apartment blocks that dominated most residential areas.

Once through the main gates of the castle and in the front courtyard, we followed a twisting arched passage that led uphill under the bulk of the main castle buildings. At intervals this opened out unexpectedly into a series ...

... hostels that is more like a home. The living room is filled with a piano, two guitars, some comfy couches, a tv/dvd player, a game collection, and a large book exchange. The kitchen includes a plethora of herbs and spices, plus some baking basics like flour, sugar, oats, etc. available for communal use. The dorm room even felt homier than most since it didn't include any bunk beds, just six stand-alone beds. After ...

... countryside, Ceský Krumlov, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, is a stunning little town with great atmosphere. Its key feature is the castle that perches over the meandering Vltava River. The town's narrow cobblestone streets wind between incredibly old buildings - most of which are either pubs, restaurants, shops, pensions or hotels. This charming town experienced its greatest prosperity during the rule of Lords of Rozmberk (1302 - 1602), who chose Ceský Krumlov ...

... for an hour will set me behind when I'm back in Cesky Krumlov. But by the end of the night I pretty much caught up. It took determination and a lot of trips to the restroom, but I made it. I had a buzz going the entire day, but I never reached drunkedness. Nonetheless, that was not the point, it was to enjoy and celebrate what Budweiser Budvar is. And it is the better of the two Budweisers.

... saying bye to the Aussie birds, i just sat on the hill along the winding road near the Krumlov House and took in the hazy, luminance of the Cesky castle, the crescent moon arching to its left, bright yellow and equally blurred by the ubiquitous misty fog. You could smell roasting, charred meats, and cold, cooked stone. It was deadset a picture perfect scene from any medieval period piece - i was full on expecting a galant sir knight on an armoured ...