Great. It looks like we are off on another Oldies Outing! I wonder where we are going this time… I had a long snooze in the car and only woke up when we arrived in this city. I was a little disorientated and for a while thought we were back in Lisbon again. Well, you can’t blame me when you see the paving stones on the footpaths. They are just as uneven as the ones in Lisbon and His Lordship…
Hurray! We’re going back to Croatia. Back to the sea! However… I have to admit it is with more than a slight tinge of sadness that I leave the Czech Republic. This beautiful little country has captured my heart, and let’s just say that if the Oldies ever consider coming here again, I won’t object so strongly next time. In fact, I won’t object at all. It is a country full of surprises, full of hidden treasures. Lots of things…
His Lordship had a great idea – for once. He suggested we take the train to Plzeň (a good hour away) rather than driving there. Good plan: time to enjoy the scenery in comfort, arriving directly in the city centre, no parking challenges and all for only 8 euros per return ticket. We enjoyed our stroll around town, taking in the impressive architecture … and meeting the locals. The highlights for us included the Great Synagogue, the third largest synagogue…
Well, I should feel at home here. The weather is positively Irish: cool and drizzly. And that’s when it’s not raining cats and dogs. But like in Ireland, it doesn’t really matter. It somehow suits the territory, and it certainly explains why the soft, rolling hills are so lush and green. There is so much to do and see here in any case, the weather is not really an issue. We are spoiled for choice. Our very friendly campsite owners…
We packed up again and moved on from the Bohemian Forest. Northward, unfortunately. Will I never see the sea again? At least we are in spa country now, so there’s no shortage of water. The Oldies originally planned to stay near Karlovy Vary, the world-famous spa town otherwise known as Carlsbad, but the only campsite they could find was firmly stuck in the nineteen sixties. It was perfectly functional but positively grim. It gave us all the willies! So we…