Bunches of little obligations have recently kept me from doing the activities I prefer to do, though I have still found time to go in search of autumn.
One of Anna Grace’s former AIS friends now posted to Abu Dhabi is visiting this week, couch surfing among friend’s homes (ours included); and our home was declared the Teenage Girl Epicenter for last weekend. Over breakfast this past Thursday I reminded Tony. He simply looked up from his coffee and asked, “So, where are we going this weekend?”
The International School of Prague hosted a basketball exchange with AIS this past weekend. If cheering on the Knights is not reason enough to visit one of my favorite cities (and over my birthday, no less), there is always the promise of delicious food and a weekend of shopping (even on Sunday!) to seal the deal.
Along the drive we cross a series of three reservoirs and have always wondered about the church that sits in the middle of one of them. A little research (finally!) revealed the church to be St. Linhart, and the only remnant of the now flooded ancient village of Mušov. The reservoirs were created between 1975 and 1989 to alleviate flooding along the River Dyje. Now we know.
With lovely weekend weather recently it was the perfect time to “Czech” out a wine festival across the border, in the town of Mikulov. (No, the “Czech” jokes never get old to me.) To our surprise, the little festival we had visited two years ago was all grown up! Thankfully, even with shuttle buses from remote parking areas and an entrance fee, the festival retained its small-town flavor. Much of that flavor of course coming from Burčák, the Czech equivalent to Sturm.
Queues formed for a glass of the refreshing, still-fermenting wine from private vintners all throughout the town.
It takes so little to inspire us to hit the road when Austria is closed (in this case, the double whammy of the regular Sunday closure plus the following Whit Monday). In this instance, the inspiration was the exhibition of the Bohemian Crown Jewels, on rare display for two weeks to mark the 700th anniversary of the coronation of King Charles IV. So off to Prague we were on Sunday morning.
Within a respectable walking distance of the palace is the former Pilgrimage Church of St. John of Nepomuk, perched on a hilltop. The structure is noted architecturally for its geometry of circle, representing the five stars that appeared the saint when he died.
“Your Uncertain Shadow”
Mirror Selfie in the Globe Room
Looking up at one of the palace chandeliers.
A series of photos of Iceland, an “Endless Doughnut,” and “Fivefold Cube.” We thought this was a clever composition.
Another beautiful palace chandelier.
Hrad Vranov atop the river Dyje. Lovely.
Apparently there is a lovers legend related to the castle and this viewpoint; not being fluent in Czech, and not being able to find anything on the Internet, the legend shall remain a mystery to us.
Because a rural village in southern Moravia is the ideal location for a Country Saloon. We doubted they served Czech food, so we kept on in search of lunch.
A drive through Jaromerice, where we hoped to stop for lunch. Every restaurant was closed.
Oh, look! Dukovany Nuclear Power Plant.
Moravsky Krumlov. One restaurant open in this village of 6.000, and the menu was only in Czech. I can “read” just a few Czech menu items, and none of them were listed. Onward. (Note to self: learn a little more Czech.)
Znojmo wouldn’t let us down, right? The border town of 33.000 inhabitants would certainly have an open restaurant or two or three; we assumed that even a tried-and-true place on the main square would be open. But, no. Lunch in CZ was another “Busted.”