Fairy Tales

From wet and rainy Vienna I headed up to Prague. Lovely lovely Prague.
The rain teased me a little, tossing the occational splatter as if to say "Don't get too cocky, missy!" So I took that to heart and bought myself a new long-sleeved shirt. New clothing! God I've missed you!

Prague was neat. Very medieval fairy tale like.
A lot of the buildings had black tiled roofs and tall pointed towers. Making it seem like a city populated by evil witches bent on putting small german children to sleep and sticking princesses in gingerbread houses. Was neat to just wander about the streets and get lost. Barely looked at my map. Touristy though. And the roving stag parties were unbelievably crass. No wonder the locals look on tourists with such distain.

After Prague I find myself in the small town of Cesky Krumlov, down in the south. AWESOME place. Still pretty touristy. But in the evenings most of them pile back on their tour buses or head back to the safety of their hotel rooms. Seems like every second building here is a pension though. Regardless, the town itself is super neat. Winding streets and peasant puppet shops galore. Definitely a nice chillout place.