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This weekend eight of us left Prague and went to a small town about 3 hours away called Cesky Krumlov. We intended to leave Friday morning and arrive before noon so that we could have a day and a half of exploring. But, it didn't quite work out as planned.
We left the pension at 7:45 for an 8:30 am bus. We made it to the Florenc station at 8:05 with plenty of time to wait. After sitting there for 10 minutes, Miller and I were looking at our tickets and realized that the station printed on them was not the same one we were currently sitting at. We took off running. We had to jump back on the metro and get off 3 stops later, then we sprinted up the escalator, and ran to the bus stop just to find out we were 4 minutes late and the bus had already come and gone.
We found out that the next bus wouldn't be there until 1:30, so we had to buy another ticket and then find some way to kill 5 hours.
We went to Cafe Louvre, which is closer to old town, and posted up there for a looooong time. It was actually really enjoyable -- we had breakfast and then everyone had their own activities. Ryan and John played chess, Mary knitted, Meredith and I read books, Kelly drew, Miller read the paper, and Paul surfed the net.
So, after a very nice and pretty extended stay at the Cafe Louvre, we made our way back to the Andel station (the correct bus station this time) and got on our bus at 1:30.
The ride was about 3 hours long through the Czech countryside. I slept the majority of the trip, but towards the end we were on so many winding roads that I was rocking side to side pretty hard. We made it into Cesky Krumlov around 4:30 and took a short walk into the old town.
We finally found our hostel, Hostel 99, and attempted to check into our room. The manager, from Brazil, showed us to our room, it was called "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs," with 8 beds lined up in two rows. He came back to check us in and asked us for our passports. Shoot. We didn't bring our passports. The Director of our program has all of our passports with the foreign police so we could register our visas. The hostel manager then told us that there was no way he could check us in and there wouldn't be anywhere else in the town that would check us in either. He also said that if we got caught without our passports we would be fined 20,000 Czech Koruna and then thrown in jail. He was not kidding.
We negotiated with him to let us check in as long as we could get all of our numbers from school. He agreed and then let us alone so we could figure it all out. No one had a copy or a recollection of their passport number, so Mary called Dana, the director of our program, for help. She was absolutely NO help at all and told us to find somewhere else to stay. Not possible. So we then called the pension we're staying at in Prague and they came through for us and had all of our numbers on file. Luckily, we were able to check in finally and then went to walk around Cesky Krumlov.
The town is really small and easily walked in a half an hour. So, after walking the main street we set out to find some dinner. We happened upon the Traveller's Hostel which had a really great place to eat with a fire beside the table. None of us had eaten since breakfast so we ordered 3 appetizers a main course each and of course some of the local beer.
After dinner, we walked around town and stopped at a few more bars-- each of them were very different with completely different clientèle. The last place we ended up at was a very bohemian pub-like atmosphere with live music and ladies dancing to the traditional music. Afterwards, the girls called it a night and the guys stayed out until 3 or so in the morning.
On Saturday, we all woke up in time to check out of the hostel at 10 am and then we went for breakfast and some more exploring. We went up to the castle, which had a great view of the town and the neighboring landscape. The eight of us walked around the castle grounds taking silly pictures and having a great time.
We went to lunch nearby and had a traditional Bohemian feast with traditional Mead (hot honey wine) outside with blankets. It was really nice, and the food was amazing. I'm not a fan of the Mead, it's really strong and looks like hot cider, so you're immediately disappointed when you drink it! Nonetheless, we all gave it a try. After the feast we headed back to the hostel to grab our things and on the way we stopped and got a cinnamon roll, but not the kind we have in the US. It's actually pretzel dough rolled into a cylinder, so it's hollow, and then it's rolled on sugar or cinnamon or almonds, whatever you like, and then served hot. It's really delicious and incredibly filling despite being hollow!
After our afternoon treats, we headed to the bus stop and got ready for another 3 hour journey, but this time back to Prague. We made it back to the hostel around 8pm, exhausted from a 36 hour trip to Cesky Krumlov.