Bouncing Czechs

Sorry, had to be done. You can't write a blog about the Czech Republic without a corny pun. Now we have got that out of the way,  on with the story. 

We were making good progress with our dodgy, strapped down roof. I'm actually thinking that the gaffer tape is increasing our fuel economy as there is no longer a howling gale screaming through the roof. Just need to work out how to retrieve the tea towel that is stuffed in the gap without removing the gaffer tape. 

We crossed the Czech border in the early afternoon and the sat nav started to encourage us off the main road. It led us through a small town then up a country road. As Jo directed us up a very rustic looking lane, i wasn't sure if it was the sat nav demonstrating a sense of humour or Jo having a lustful moment. Alas, it was the sat nav. As soon as we pulled over, we found a couple of Mowlams with similar issues.

Pretty soon we were joined by the Swanners in a rustic Windy convoy. We followed the mobster on a largely circular tour of local villages, a road construction site and some beautiful  forest.

Before I knew it we were back on the motorway, albeit heading back towards Germany. 10 miles further on, Steve led us off and back on the motorway this time in the correct direction. I drew the line when he tried to take us back off to do the rustic tour for a second time though. 

And so, at about 5pm we rolled in to Camping Zizkov. A compact, urban camp site close to central Prague. The beer was cold and under £1 a pint. I needed a shower but that cold, refreshing, stupidly cheap beer wouldn't let me. Everyone was ready to hit down by the time I had finished my third pint. 

Got to say, Prague is a beautiful city. The square and all the buildings around are lit up and are very photogenic. The bridge, the castle. Fantastic sights and well worth a visit. Shame almost that we were in and out within hours, but that is the nature of the event. It is providing a taster session of Europe.

It was a very warm, sweltering night in the van. Over 21 degrees according to my phone. By all accounts, that is a fair bit warmer than Weymouth by day at the moment. 

And so, following a fairly early get away, we are on the main road towards Brno. It's not the greatest of surfaces. We are being bounced around a fair bit. But, we are making good time as we progress ever further east. Another new country for me coming up in 200 miles or so. Poland. Auschwitz and Krakow beckon.