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Borová Lada
Posted on Friday, May 24, 2013 | 1 Comments
This past weekend we went up to the Krsek's cabin within the Šumová mountains, in the town of  Borová Lada, which is about 5 km from the German border. It was gorgeous up there, so I really hope we get to go back. Mr. Krsek made it sound like they would be going up there fairly often, so I'm hopeful. We spent the weekend just basically relaxing in the mornings, and then either riding bikes or going on walks in the afternoon.

Here is the view from the back porch of their cabin:




Each night we ate dinner at the smallest restaurant I have ever eaten at before. They served all sorts of dishes with meat from different wild animals. The first night I had Fallow Deer (it's like a deer with spots, but not a baby deer. It just keeps it's spots its whole life, apparently) and the second night I had regular deer. Both were delicious. Ironic that I come from an area with lots of hunting and the first time I have deer meat is in the Czech Republic. Go figure.



The restaurant comprised of this one tiny room with a table that could seat about six people comfortably, and then a small one behind, that could seat two people. Like I said, very, very tiny. But also very delicious.

On Sunday we went on a bike ride through the national park. Here are some views from the ride:




We ate lunch at this restaurant, and there were lots of Germans there. I was sort of rude because I was eavesdropping, but oh well. This will sound strange, but I think German, when spoken well, is one of the prettiest languages. I know. Call me crazy. So I allowed myself to be serenaded by the sweet melodious tunes of the Germans around me while I ate my chicken with dumplings and sauer kraut.

After lunch I went on a littler journey on my own to see a remnant of the Iron Curtain, which was a couple of kilometer's away from where we ate lunch. The Krsek's told me that there was a 5 kilometer area leading up to the actual border between West Germany and the then Czechoslovakia where no one was allowed to live. Since Borová Lada is about 5 kilometers from the border, before the Iron Curtain fell, you couldn't go any farther past the last houses in the town. Crazy.


On Monday Barbara and I went on a walk along the river, which if I remember correctly ultimately becomes the Vltava, which runs through Prague. It was so gorgeous! I'll just let the photos speak for themselves:






Another fun adventure here in the Czech Republic!

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