Later is better than never
Trip Start
Jun 04, 2008
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Trip End
Ongoing
Cesky Krumlov,
Bohemia,
Czech Republic
Monday, July 7, 2008
We left Ina's at around 11.30, 1.5 hours after our planned departure. We were heading for Cesky Krumlov (a destination south of Prague that Benny and Maxi were checking out). The plan was for Matt and I to drive down and pick up the lads so we could make a quartet excursion across Poland to Krakow. The boys had earlier informed us that the small town was just South of Prague and I had estimated in classical Rosspell fashion that the trip would only take 2-2.5 hours. Once we got on the road we checked our map and re-estimated the trip at 4 hours. At best we were going to be 2 hours late. The boys without a phone were uncontactable so Matt and I just hoped they would wait it out past the 1pm arranged meeting time at the hostel. Halfway to the town I started to doubt whether I'd read the name correctly, surely the lads couldn't be this far from Dresden. I decided not to tell Matt about this doubt as times were already a little tense with our petrol below empty and our expectations of the worst
Benny pulling the moves
.We arrived in Cresky Krumlov at 4.30pm. I knew the hostel name and that was it, Dresden all over again. After half an hour of searching we found an information centre and got pointed in the right direction. Matty ran ino the hostel and asked if the guy at the desk knew of our Australian friends. The man regretfully informed Matt that they had waited all day and had left 15 mins ago. Distraught Matty ran out looking for me and Karl. I had already found Benny walking down the street without a care in the world. We drove down to the public phone where Maxi was about to call us from and pretended that the car had broken down, he turned around with the reciver in his hand. He laughed and so did Matt as he turned the corner in desperation, we found them!
We made the call to stay the night in Cesky and head off to Poland Monday. We grabbed a feed and did a small pub crawl around the quaint little town. Whilst being quite touristy it was very charming. The atmosphere in our final drinking hole was like no other. The Horror bar was set underground in a dungeonlike atmosphere. There were skulls and demons placed all over the walls and the lighting was purely by candles
Matty, myself and Max
. We spoke of how this place was perfect for my new drunken alter ego "Frankenstein" (the fourth after Roberto Sanchez, Buck Seymour (who I've stolen) and Bart Samson). The zany atmosphere lured the conversation to death, religion and many other deep drunken no no's. We talked about it all rather passionately and pulled up stumps when the bartender told us he was closing.This morning we woke up, had a tasty breakfast and grabbed a coffee with a few Aussie's from Lorne.
It now 7pm and we've been driving towards Krakow since noon. The weather is bleak but as usual Karl is on song. Th four of us will probably sleep in the van in a small town outside of Krakow tonight and hopefully get an early start tomorrow.
Take care all, hope your enjoying the European travel blog
