Prague... not only cheap beer
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After Soren accidentally shatters a glass table in the information center (trust me... he was so embarrassed) we exit stage left and find a camp site to ride out this bad weather. And after missing the only turning point into the camp site we continue back out of Prague before we are given the first opportunity to turn around. As we fall asleep IT IS STILL RAINING!!
We awake and dress for more rain but we are greeted with a warm sunny day and our attire is not suitable. Prague is a very romantic city with a fairy-tale like feeling about it
After some cheap shopping, and beer (50p) we call it a night with the intention to rise at 5am to visit Charles Bridge for that perfect photo (without people). Sadly... when we wake up... it’s raining again.. so we decide to sleep in... Since it’s wet and cold, we decide to wander around town and do some chores (washing and shopping). Shopping consisted of a huge shop at TESCO’s where we literally find that a bottle of wine cost less than cereal and face wipes.
Heading out from Prague, we feel sad to leave such a lovely city however plan to explore more of the country (as we have found that city’s vary rarely represent the best parts of the country)... with Prague... we make this exception. So heading south on the main highway (which we had to pay a road tax on to use) we were literally rattled out of our socks as there were constant bumps every 3 mtrs. Poor Grandpa and Donna for both holding their nerve. Another free camp on the way south that night.
Arriving at the destination (some caves north of Brno), we are slightly annoyed to find yet again that we have to pay for car parking / entry and toilets (at a national park for goodness sakes)
Leaving the south we head back up north and stumble upon a great find, an old hospital built in a baroque style complete with 20+ statues and dominating facade overlooking a town (Kuks). We loved it so much we located a local’s pub and joined in drinking 50 pence pints, until late that evening under the gaze of the dominating building on the hill.
Hangover the next morning, we head to a rock city... a groups of rocks which over time have eroded in such a way that you can walk amongst them exploring the natural formations. 3 hours later, with very sore feet, we emerge to enjoy our final meal in Czech. (Ondra... you’d be proud... I had my first Czech Goulash... it was much better than the one in Vietnam!!!)