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Published: July 13th 2014
It has been an insane 48 hours, since I last blogged I have travelled more that 5.5 hours out of Prague, back and up to Prague Castle. Three of the girls, one of the guys and I all went to Karlovy vary which is the spa town of Prague and is currently hosting the 49th International Film Festival. It was built (or founded really) in 1350 by King Charles V, it became a well known and touristy area when natural mineral springs were found and opened to the public. Every spring has a different name and a different temperature ranging from 30-74 degrees. You can drink them too but apparently they have a strange resemblance to urine as a few of the girls and guys found out...
It's about a 2.5 hour journey outside of Prague to get to Karlovy vary by bus. Because of the film festival we opted to get up rather early and get our tickets and even then with one agency we were lucky to get tickets back, more on that later. Most of us slept on the bus going there but me being a numpty forgot both my headphones and sunglasses so I spent the
entire time watching the world go by and yapping to Colin who also couldn't sleep. Really the view was too stunning to miss, because it's been raining a bit the greenery is spectacular. Similar to when it's rained heavily at home (and I mean bucketed down) that sort of green.
Our first stop was a little inn which I have forgotten the name of that served the most amazing food, the potatoes were cooked with herbs and is generally served with every dish. Don't worry mum, I got the recipe.
The town itself is brightly coloured and generally has a large Russian population, our second stop (after a bathroom break and a quick Sephora stop) was the church of Mary Magdalene, she is revered as a saint in Russian Orthodox religions and the church was incredible. Inside you weren't allowed to photograph anything due to religious regions and preservation of the church but really you didn't want to. It had such a vibe that truly took your breathe away when you walked in, it was very spiritual and the sisters were lovely and welcoming.
The next stop after a few pictures (from the outside) was probably the
highlight of my trip, for all the wrong reasons.
Everyone knows about the incredible Madame Tussauds wax museum, figures made down to the very last hair of the celebrity. Well, this museum was not Madame Tussauds, at all. First when we all walked in we were taken back at how "amazing" these figures were, up until we has a closer look. There was a replica of Dame Edna Everage who had the caption underneath her of "Olivia Newton-John." Rosa (the other Australian) and I lost it. Some of the models were the complete wrong heigh, apparently Neil Armstrong wasn't the first man on the moon but someone else was (who I had heard of and wasn't even an astronaut), Hitler was actually good looking, the Queen Mother looked like a man with a bad wig, Charles had flat ears, the "Polynesian" tribe member they had was actually a Maori, Charles Manson also had a completely different name (Richard Ramirez I think...) and it all really was too funny. They did admittedly get Michael Crawford correct which I was pleased about, even down to the Phantom mask being on the right side...
After we had succeeded in laughing our
Russian Orthodox church
heads off at the museum we wandered further down to another church. Which actually looked like a bank and wasn't overly thrilling. We found the main "town" area, Harpreet had had a hankering for gellato the entire day but once we found a place she was the only one of us who didn't get any. I really enjoyed my vanilla one although the waffle cone was a bit blah. Colin was the first of us to notice the castle behind us, when I was talking to him about our plans I had invited him and he said he would come as long as there was a castle involved. Unfortunately being a castle and because the guards and kings wanted to protect the city or something they had put it at the top of a very large hill. And on a 25 degree day with the beaming sun on our backs and inadequate dressing for some of us it was a long hike. Even worse the so called castle was a watchtower. Colin laughed as did I and we both joked about wanting our money back. When we finished laughing however the view took our breathe away.
As we were
wandering around we were all taken back by the beauty and majesty of the houses. Honestly 4 floors of solid beauty and probably worth a fortune, Red Hill had nothing on these houses! And there was even a decently sized backyard!
After then trudging back down the hill and envying those in the public pool on such a beautiful day we found the film festival, really there wasn't much but a lot of drunk rowdy Czech's and other tourists and eateries. It was then bus time and back to Prague. Unfortunately paying $5 for a bus ticket has it's downfalls... Namely a horrible smelling, crowded, overheated and rancid bus. Plus the two Russian girls behind Harpreet and I who did not shut up the entire trip back made for a long journey.
As we were coming back through the metro I had remembered seeing a top I'd liked for around $40 when I first arrived in Prague, I really hummed and hahed about but couldn't justify spending so much money on a top. As we were walking through my shopping sense started tingling and I saw a big fat 70% off sign in the window. I ducked in
and found the top I like for now down to half price, patting myself on the back I wandered to the register and got the shock of my life when it came down to $5.50. Win!
I won't talk about the Prague castle I visited today but will tomorrow. We have a class all day
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