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Perusing Prague – The Charles Bridge


A few weeks ago I was sent to work in the random little Czech town of Kadan.  While it wasn’t a horribly exciting place, it was only a 90-minute drive from an incredibly horribly exciting place: Prague.

I spent about 8 hours there last summer-ish; just a little day trip from some other random town where I was working, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.  Incredibly beautiful city.  So, I did what I could, tweaked the travel arrangements and bent my schedule and worked it out so I could spend two nights screwing around and checking out the city before I had to start the job.

I made the 7 hour drive from Bergheim, Germany, my home away from home, and arrived in Prague late in the evening of whatever day it was. I grabbed the camera, a 4-pack of Pilsner Urquell, strapped on my backpack and set out.

The first stop, and well the only stop, of the evening was the Charles Bridge.  A stupid pretty  14th century stone bridge that spans the Vltava River in the heart of the city.  Have a look, and, if you feel so inclined, click on any of the images to get to a little carousel gallery thing.

That was all for my first little adventure.  Come back over the next few days and we’ll wander around the city and check out the similarly impressive Prague Castle.

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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Oh, Just Some Pictures of Prague – Part 7


And here they are, the last of the pictures from the trip to Prague.  In my totally humble and completely unbiased opinion, these are some of the best pictures of the bunch…  The light was perfect as the sun was setting on an awesome and tiring day of hiking through the city.  One hell of an experience.  If you’re ever in the neighborhood you should try to stop by…  Although now that I think about, I doubt anyone would ever be in the neighborhood of Prague without the direct intention of going to Prague, but you get the idea…

As you might have seen, last weekend I got a chance to take one of my little abbreviated let’s-go-see-some-random-city-in-Europe trips.  Glendo and I kidnapped our favorite German bartender and headed 3 hours east to Prague.  It is, from my brief-at-best impressions, an amazing city, and we could’ve spent days there without truly seeing what the city has to offer.  However, it was a blast, and we couldn’t have asked for a prettier day.

Anywho, here’s some pictures of what we saw.  As always, I’d love to tell you about what you’re seeing, but, I’ve got nothing to tell you.  You probably know the drill by now.  1 day off out of 13.  In a part of the world I know nothing about, visiting a city I know nothing about, short of the fact that I should go there.  So we went there.  No planning, no research.  3 hour drive.  6 hour walk.  3 hour drive.  Trip over.  Word.

Some random little festival thing upon which we stumbled...

Pretty backdrop too.

I'm not entirely sure what that statue is doing to Glendo, but it seems like he likes it...

Hey, I like beer.

Well, I suppose all good things must come to end, much like our trip to Prague, and the recap of that trip…  From here it was back to burning trash and power plants.  But, when all that was said and done, I did get to spend two days and two nights in the City of Lights… Paris is coming soon to a blog near you.

Na zdravi.

-B. Littleton

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