Krumlov nights are not quiet. Unlike in other towns, the official nighttime quiet hours start not at 10pm but at midnight. And the noise from the streets dies down only very slowly. Around eight in the evening, a woman is singing an aria across the street, and a young guitarist is strumming nearby. The tourists […]
We go to have a look at the castle. I ask one of the people selling things where the revolving stage is. He has a lot of customers, so he just spits out: “HILL” (Uphill, uphill). I wasn’t sure if I heard correctly, or if he was even answering me. So I try again, and […]
10am – we unpack our goods. There are still good people. They have brought us a parasol and bread. Thank you. The directors have assigned a camera to us to shoot us from up close, so visitors aren’t throwing themselves at us. At the most, they lend us their kids. All I have to do […]
This is the best thing that could’ve happened to me – a volunteer job in the heart of Český Krumlov. I love it here. And if you haven’t been here, you need to expand your horizons! Today, our goal is to transcend the limits of the everyday. The morning started out promisingly. I hopped, skipped […]
The kids were fascinated by the fountain on the square. There hasn’t been a day when they didn’t splash around in it. And wouldn’t you know it – one of them dropped a toy in it. A little plastic crocodile that was a prize possession. Today’s mission was clear: rescue the crocodile from the fountain. […]
Saturday. The tourists are kind and attentive. We wanted to go dancing, but the musician wasn’t on the square – he was on the wooden bridge. Otherwise, everything is fine.
We walked through town all the way to the bypass. It’s quite a hill. In the morning, I aired the duvets and the beds. It feels like there’s fewer tourists today. The cars almost ran us over in the small streets – we had no place to get out of the way.
We settled into our housing and met another family. Although we had to fight our way through masses of tourists, we got down to the square and the center of action.
In the morning, I go to take out the trash. Latrán is quiet and empty. It stinks in front of the house, as if the passers-by had made it their public toilet. I guess that’s the price to pay for having our front door hidden away around the corner. I walk towards where the trash […]
In the morning we went to invite Věra and her family over for an afternoon celebration. There were several people celebrating, so it looked like good party. On Široká, we cooled off with refreshments and watched Věra prepare the cake. The kids helped out gladly. All day it looked like it might rain, so we […]