In the band room near the science corridor at my high school there was a small poster of a little town in Southern Bohemia called Česky Krumlov. It looked beautiful, and so when I found out it was only 3 hours from Prague, I decided to go.
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What I found was an old historic town overlooked by a castle and surrounded by fields and forests. Through it flows the Valta river (Flowing onwards to Prague), winding serpentine to form an island of the town centre.
I stayed in a lovely small hostel with only 12 beds giving it a homely feel. It had a large deck over the riverside to relax upon in the evening.
On the second day I decided to walk out into the woods, the pine and birch forest on the nearby hill. It was a lovely walk, until the rain began. Thinking it was just a passing shower I donned my raincoat and waited under a tree. The storm in fact had not yet begun. Out of no where thunder began to boom, lightning lit up the forest spectacularly, dangerously close. Then it rained a summer deluge of tropical proportions. Soaking through my coat and turning the trail to a raging torrent. I fled the woods through it.
I thought I had left the heat and the monsoon back in Asia. At least the Czech tropical storm was short lived, leaving the country side smelling fresh and clean.
Another day I swam down the Valta river from my hostel and into town. Yes my few days in Česky Krumlov were relaxed and enjoyable indeed.
From the quiet country I now travel to Europe's largest metropolis, Paris.
Where is Cesky Krumlov? View Travels in a larger map
What I found was an old historic town overlooked by a castle and surrounded by fields and forests. Through it flows the Valta river (Flowing onwards to Prague), winding serpentine to form an island of the town centre.
I stayed in a lovely small hostel with only 12 beds giving it a homely feel. It had a large deck over the riverside to relax upon in the evening.
On the second day I decided to walk out into the woods, the pine and birch forest on the nearby hill. It was a lovely walk, until the rain began. Thinking it was just a passing shower I donned my raincoat and waited under a tree. The storm in fact had not yet begun. Out of no where thunder began to boom, lightning lit up the forest spectacularly, dangerously close. Then it rained a summer deluge of tropical proportions. Soaking through my coat and turning the trail to a raging torrent. I fled the woods through it.
I thought I had left the heat and the monsoon back in Asia. At least the Czech tropical storm was short lived, leaving the country side smelling fresh and clean.
Another day I swam down the Valta river from my hostel and into town. Yes my few days in Česky Krumlov were relaxed and enjoyable indeed.
From the quiet country I now travel to Europe's largest metropolis, Paris.
Fantastic!
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