So....we love Prague!! Our hostel here has free internet access and we have taken advantage of it to post some more pictures from earlier in the trip and do some planning via the internet for the next few weeks. But let me back up to Munich. We took the overnight train from Paris which was pretty cool. We were in a 4-person compartment with small beds, not reclining seats. There were only 3 of us in our little chamber: Katie, me, and another young professional who was from Germany, lived in Paris and had spend 3-4 years in the US and spoke all 3 languages flawlessly. But as much as we would have liked to talk to her, we slept. We got to Munich around 9am and spent the next 2 hours figuring out how to get to our hostel, getting there, getting food, etc.
We went back to the train station where we got a very large cheese pretzel for Katie...so good..and a bratwurst for Dan...also very good. Then we were off on a 2 hour train trip to Fuessen (actually spelled with a u-umlaut, the one with two dots) from which, after viewing a very cool Jesuit church, we visited the castle of Neuschwanstein, the brainchild of "Mad" King Ludwig II of Bavaria and the inspiration for the Disneyland castle. It was very touristy and everything was overpriced, but the castle is truly incredible (and unfinished! they stopped work after Ludwig's mysterious death in 1886). Hopefully, we can get some pictures up soon.
Back to Munich and the best darn dinner we had had to date on the trip...well, not counting Ragan's and Katie's homecookin' on the boat. I had a GIANT schnitzle and Katie had a very tasty salad. Of course accompanied by good Augsutiner beer. The next day, we took a free and very informative/entertaining walking tour of the city, which was great since we didn't have too much time. Highlights include: stopping by the city beer garden in Viktualienmarkt, drinking Augustiner (again) and talking to a gentleman in German (Katie was hopelessly lost at this point...sorry Katie!); seeing the St. Anne church (whose frescos are in black and white since it was rebuilt after being destroyed in WWII and they didn't have color photographs of the church!); seeing the Asam church built by the Asam brothers who tried to outdo each other in Roccoco splendor; throwing back a beer at the Hofbrauhaus and listening to traditional German drinking songs; drinking some great Muller-Thurgau white wine at a Weinstube in the Royal Residenz while eating sausages and breaded mushrooms; seeing the Frauenkirche, Munich's main church (the new pope's old church); drinking even more beer later in the evening in the middle of the Englischer Garten (Munich's analog to Central Park) at the Chinese Tower and taliking to more people in a patois of English and German; sleeping.
Next morning at 6am, we jumped on a train to Prague, which took a good 6 hours. Ugh. BUT...Prague is great. Everyone, EVERYONE, speaks English, German or both and sometimes also French and Spanish. We were worried reading the signs that we would be hopelessly lost. Czech is a Slavic language with almost no cognates to any Latin or Germanic language. We have had great food. The world's arguably best beer (even the Germans in Munich said this) costs about a dollar and change for a half liter. WOW! They had a very tasty red wine also, called Frankovka. Dan tried the national apertif, a herb-flavord liqour called Becherovka. Very, very tasty. We had traditional Czech dishes here: pork, smoked pork, roasted pork, dumplings (bread and potato), stuffed chicken, wursts, potato pancakes, etc. A good meal costs about 15 bucks, throw in some of the drinks I just mentioned and you get a smorgasbord for about 20 bucks. Holy cow! Talk about value. I am all about value.
We also went on a walking tour here, which was maybe even more necessary than in Munich since, again, we don't speak Slavic languages. We covered the castle compound up on the hill with the St. Vitus cathedral to the Charles Bridge (from the 1300s) with it's spectacular statues to the city squares with the amazing churches to the Wenceslaus place where Soviet tanks sat for about 25 years until the Velvet Revolution of 1989. It is crazy to be in this bustling, vibrant place, whereas 15 years ago, as Americans, we probably could have never visited this amazing city since it was behind the Iron Curtain. Our tour guide was 22 and studying law. She had some stories to tell about growing up under Soviet hegemony.
Anyway, we just booked tickets to Vienna. It will be another early morning and another long train ride, but it was a great excursion to a former Eastern Bloc country that has so much to offer both culturally and and gastronomically! We definitely want to visit again! The only "survival Czech" we have retained is "pivo" which of course, means beer.
Czech out the blog in a few days for our next report!! (Give yourself time to stop groaning over that...I just had to put it in)