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Welcome to Kadaň – Ohře River


They certainly picked an interesting time to send me to a city on the banks of a river in the Czech Republic.  Generally, America doesn’t really care about shit that’s going down not in America, so you might not have heard that the past couple weeks have seen some incredibly rainy weather, and the flooding and mudslides that come along with it, in Central Europe.  I spent a couple nights in Prague before making my way here to Kadaň, and the city was swarming with cops and army-esque dudes throwing up sandbags and flood walls and shit.  The second night, the ridiculously historic Charles Bridge was closed due to the high waters.

The flooding didn’t get too bad before I snuck out of town, but then I came here to find that my hotel was within spitting distance of the Ohře River.  And predictably, the water was frighteningly high.  And better yet, I found that there’s a dam maybe 1,000 feet upriver from where I sleep every night.  So, like a dumb ass, I googled the floods and found a story with this headline:  “Families rescued by helicopter as 2 levees break in Germany; tens of thousands evacuated.”  Believe it or not, it didn’t do much to assuage my concerns…

But, after 3 days of a dreary steady rain, the sun came out and the river crested, and turns out, this place is really pretty.  So, I took a stroll around and checked out the river and the sunset.  Have a look…

Kadan Ohře River

There she is. The Hotel Split. Pretty sweet, my American dollar goes a lot farther around here, a helluva lot better than the exchange rates in the U.K. or Germany. I have a balcony and everything.

Kadan Ohře River

And my balcony looks over the river, and is like 4 feet from a nice little path that runs along it.

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Kadan Ohře River

I told you the water got uncomfortably high….

Kadan Ohře River

Just up the river from my hotel is this here dam. I’ll be honest, when I heard that the floods were threatening several dams in the area it made it a little hard to sleep until the rains quit….

Kadan Ohře River

Anyone up for a dip?

Kadan Ohře River

Even after the rivers crested, there was a ton of water.

Kadan Ohře River

Kadan Ohře River

And the sunset just above the dam, where the river really wasn’t so much of a river.

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Kadan Ohře River

Pretty stuff.

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Kadan Ohře River

Went back with the tripod after the sun went down.

Kadan Ohře River

Kadan Ohře River

Nice.

Kadan Ohře River

Kadan Ohře River

And finally, the trail from the top of the dam back to the hotel…

That’s all from my current little host town.  Come back soon and we’ll have a look around London and the English country side.

Don’t be a stranger.

- B. Littleton

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Welcome to Kadaň – City Center


Well, I’m gonna interrupt your regularly scheduled pictures from England to show you around my little home away from my home away from home.  I currently find myself enjoying a Pilsner Urquell (supposedly THE original pilsner) at the bar in the Hotel Split, located on the bank of the Ohře River in Kadaň, Czech Republic.

Or, if like me, that means nothing to you, I’m here:

Kadan Map

And while the place does have all the familiar symptoms of the random places I visit for work; it’s in the middle of nowhere, it has a nearby coal mine, power plants, and absolutely nothing to do, it is a surprisingly pretty little place.  As such I’ve taken a few walks about town during my stay, and predictably, I took more than a couple pictures.  So, feel free to join me as I have a look around this little town….

Kadaň - City Center

And I’m off. And I have no fucking clue where I’m going… But that sign certainly clears things up.

Kadaň - City Center

A little trail runs along the river from my hotel to the Zentrum (city center).

Kadaň - City Center

Just wandering around the little roads…

Kadaň - City Center

This is a travesty… I wish they had good American beer out here, but, they don’t.

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Kadaň - City Center

What?

Kadaň - City Center

Cool old churchy thing. And those clouds in the background, well, they aren’t. That’s steam from the cooling towers of the power plant du jour.

Kadaň - City Center

Another old building thing.

Kadaň - City Center

Kadaň - City Center

Shit yeah. I’ll admit the Rocky theme was basting in my head for the remainder of my walk.

Kadaň - City Center

Kadaň - City Center

Kind of a cool little plaza.

Kadaň - City Center

Shit yeah, they have computer technology up in here.

Kadaň - City Center

I have to admit, I was expecting a lot more of this. But, the town’s a decent little place.

Kadaň - City Center

Pretty landscape too.

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Kadaň - City Center

You are here-ish.

Kadaň - City Center

Kadaň - City Center

I don’t like your Jirkov name, I don’t like your Jirkov face, I don’t like your Jirkov behavior and I don’t like you, Jirkov.

Kadaň - City Center

Obligatory European castle remains.

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Kind of a neat little corner of this little planet of ours.  Now, if you’ll excuse me, these free beers aren’t going to drink themselves.

Come back soon and we’ll go for a stroll along the river.  And fret not, pictures of London and the English country side are coming too.

Don’t be a stranger.

- B. Littleton

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What Just Happened?


So my last trip to Germany was quite a whirlwind.  That little cliche doesn’t seem to do it justice, but unfortunately my banal and sophomoric command of the English language doesn’t afford me a better way to describe it.  It was my longest trip yet at 3 and a half weeks, and included the requisite 200 hours of work and travel, not to mention trips to both Paris and Prague.  And I still somehow managed to find the time to fall for a beautiful girl along the way.  It was an amazing trip, and frankly, I’m still trying to wrap my mind around it.

Here’s a little peek at my 25-day European foray.

I was sent to work here:

The Schwandorf waste incinerator plant.

But turns out this place is a little different from my usual power plants…  Instead of burning coal, they burn this:

Trash. Astonishing amounts of trash.

That made things a little more difficult than normal.

A bunch of this shit wasn't working.

And that made this:

A damn-near fully functional lasery-measurey-thingy.

Look like this:

A much less than damn-near fully functional lasery-measurey-thingy.

It meant a few extra days here:

but after 14 days in the power plant, and one day off in…

Glendo and I, with a lot of help from our software homies, got everything working.  From there I headed 5 hours west to:

the quiet little town of Bergheim, Germany,

for a week of actual vacation time in Europe.  In Bergheim I met up with my favorite KGB agent who is currently masquerading as a German bartender…

Miss Lotta Müller. That's a fake name of course.

And after a couple of nights of hanging out here:

Best, the bar in which she works. It's easily the best bar in Bergheim, and it's where we met on my last trip to Deutschland,

we hopped in the rental car and headed another 468 kilometers southwest and ended up here:

There we made like a shitty romantic comedy and…

fell pretty hard for each other.

And after two days that were quite possibly the best of my life, we made the long trip back here:

The Hotel Meyer in Bergheim.

After a couple of disturbingly wonderful days of doing pretty much nothing with Ms. Müller, I took off for the Frankfurt airport with a happy but heavy heart for this:

The long-ass flight home.

After about 15 hours of this:

I was finally back where I started 25 days earlier…

Denver International Airport.

Since my return, I’ve gone to work in only the most literal sense, and spent the rest of my time sitting around in a haze of jet-lag and lonely wondering what the hell just happened.  I guess it’s kind of like that feeling you get after finishing an amazing book, when you’re left awestruck, flipping through the pages hoping there’s a couple there at the end you might have missed.  Thankful for what just transpired, but frustrated as all hell that it’s over.

It’s going to be hard to go back to cubicle life after this one.

-B. Littleton

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