Wednesday, June 7, 2017

We have found Utopia and it is named Croatia

After a most excellent breakfast buffet at the Hotel Grandior in Prague on Sunday morning, we UBER'ed over to the airport for the two hour flight south to Dubrovnik, Croatia. One thing that seemed mighty strange to us at this airport is that except for the usual passport control when exiting the country, there was no security checkpoint whatsoever until you got to the gate for your flight. Then, they had the usual metal scans, X-rays, etc. and all the people to do it. Being accountants, we quickly observed that rather than having one central location (like the rest of the world's airports) they had the cost of about seventy-five machines and all the attendant people...one for each gate at the place. Head-scratcher.

As we approached Dubrovnik from the air on the southeastern shore of the Adriatic Sea, we quickly saw the beauty that we'd read about and why we chose to come here. We'll let the pics tell it best but the coastline is comprised of giant craggly mountains tumbling down to the sea and the clearest water imaginable...not a sandy bottom but pebbles and small rocks.


 We again UBER'ed to our hotel...the Hotel Zagreb in a very cool area of the city. Dubrovnik has an "Old Town" district but we elected to stay a few miles away and it was a wise choice. Our hotel was an old building, beautifully restored and somewhat of the focal point of a long promenade of restaurants, bars and shops that eventually led to beaches accessing the Adriatic Sea.

We walked down to the port where we eventually would catch our ferry in a couple of days and had happy hour sitting by the sea.


There was a Mexican restaurant right across the street from our hotel so we took a break from the traditional local fare and tore into chips, salsa, and enchiladas. Very good!

Next morning, after another beautiful buffet breakfast at our current hotel we launched out to visit old town Dubrovnik via the number six bus that came right by our hotel (as advised by the hotel concierge). Total chaos...as every other tourist within a mile or so was catching the same bus to visit the old town. We felt like hogs going to slaughter as it was hot, crammed like sardines and took forever. We later learned that bus number five was the "local's" bus...went to the same places so they were obviously herding us tourist on to the number six and away from their number five. ANYWAY...we survived the cattle car to old town only to be dumped out into thousands of fellow tourists pushing and shoving their way through the old town. In addition to the oppressive heat, the only way to see the place was to walk up several hundred flights of stairs, down again and then up again. Don't get us wrong...this was a spectacular, old place rich in history and in fact is the setting for many filmings of episodes of Netflix's "Game of Thrones" series.
The old town:








Inside the city walls:



Walking up one of the many stairways:






Someone wasn't too thrilled about this walk....





After a few hours of it we'd had enough and fought our way back to the hotel via....bus number six. Bathing suits on and a few cold beers in the backpack, we headed straight for a spot at the sea. They're called "beaches" but what they really are, are carved steps leading down to a flat rock that accesses the Adriatic. We found a spot and dove into the most refreshing clear water one could imagine. Perfect!





Bill

Andrea


Found a so-so restaurant that night and ended the night with a bottle of wine and a Cuban cigar. A great first day in Croatia!

Eating squid!


Next day, our ferry to Korcula left at 1630 so we decided to make it a laundry day. After checking out of the hotel we caught bus number five (we're locals now) and had an easy three-load washing experience at Lucy's self-serve. Funny how these laundromats are meeting places for all sorts of people just like us who are traveling the world and need to wash some clothes. Aussies, law professor from Boston U., tech guy from silicon valley....etc. Anyway, clothes all clean and UBER'ed to the ferry port for the two hour ride to Korchula, an island off the Dalmatian coast of Croatia. What a beautiful place this is!

View from the laundromat...not too bad.




   

Saturday, June 3, 2017

Prague on a scale of 1 to 10....

Just got back to the hotel from our second and final day of touring the beautiful city of Prague, Czech Republic. We move on to Dubrovnik, Croatia tomorrow for the third and final piece of segment three: Eastern Europe. This is day number forty-two of our sixty-six day around the world trip.

We couldn't help but compare Prague to Krakow since they are really only a few hundred miles apart and at first glance, appear very similar. Don't get us wrong...Prague is a beautiful, old European capital with a rich history of survival and success. Thing is, it is rather gritty, lots of graffiti on the walls, seedy people wandering around homeless and\or drunk, etc. Much bigger and a bit harder to walk the city. But it is definitely worth a visit and we're glad we came. If Krakow is a ten...we'd put Prague at a seven.

We splurged a bit and took an hour city overview tour in an antique car that was really a good way to see the things that we wanted to revisit on foot. The Czech guide, Andrew, spoke pretty decent English and seemed to be up on the Prague history as well as on American politics. 


Norman Round Church, one of the oldest in Prague

The rest of the first day was spent just wandering the pretty, narrow streets. Of course, we made the obligatory stop at the Hard Rock Cafe for the usual pin and beer. This makes four pins so far with one more...Lima, Peru...to go. Supper was just down the street at an outstanding Czech pub that was packed and had a great combo up in the rafters playing jazz. Bill finally had a big iron pot of Goulash which exceeded his expectations, and Andrea scored big with a plate full of veal schnitzel.


Narrow streets in the Old Town

Man hanging out in Prague, suppose to symbolize Freud  pondering a decision to whether to hold on or let go. 


Most building were a drab grey while under communist rule, but that all changed in 1989 when Czech declared their independence, the breakdown of communism.  Lots of colorful buildings now.




Today, we walked across the famous Charles Bridge that crosses the Vltava River and is the gathering place for all people in Prague. Being a Saturday and beautiful weather,  the bridge was packed. The bridge road leads up a mountain to the castle, presidential palace and several old and famous churches. The Czech president lives there and we presume that most government functions are carried out from the complex there. It actually seems as another city there...very quaint and the views looking back down over the city of Prague are stunning. The heat was pretty oppressive and combined with fighting the mass crowds, we were forced to make several beer stops at sidewalk cafes along the way for the national beer, Pilsner Urquell and just watch the world go by. As in Krakow, we again saw groups of guys (and gals, too) in town for their stag party in all sorts of T-shirts, costumes, etc. One groom was actually dressed up as Iron Man and his groomsmen were dressed in other cartoon garb.

The Charles Bridge:  Its construction started in 1357 and ended in 1402. 



Crossing the bridge:  Lots of performers and very crowded!!

Tower leading to the bridge

One of the statues along the way
 This ole boy was pretty good!
The crowds....


Walking up the very steep hill to the Prague Castle

 The view from the top...we made it!!!

The changing of the guard.





St. Vitus Cathedral; located within the castle walls.  This church is rich in history and was fascinating to see. To read more about St. Vitus, click here! St. Vitus Cathedral




Amazing  Gothic style


The Prague Castle Entrance

 Walking back down, we took the steps, all 208 of them.


















Castle gardens leading up to the castle, this would have been a much
easier walk but we didn't know about it until we were done! 

View of the Charles Bridge on the walk back from the castle.




Prague is full of Thai massage parlors, a pedicure includes letting the fish clean your feet. 
These wonderful doughnut cones called Trdelnik, or chimney cakes, are wrapped around a stick, grilled and sprinkled with sugar. Then they were filled with ice cream or fruit or whipped cream, anything you wanted .  Delicious!! 

No words
Just plain tired! 
The end of the touring day. 
 So here we are...wrapping up the Prague blog and making a reservation for dinner at a Czech\Italian restaurant tonight. We are ready for a change of scenery and some R&R on the Adriatic sea next week. Wheels up at 1215 tomorrow. Croatia here we come!