Friday, October 21, 2016

Farewell Tour: Day 1

Everyone hates to see something so good end, and that is exactly how it was for me during my last week in the Czech Republic. However, that is not how it will be for you. Similar to the amazingly overextended final installments of many popular trilogies/series on the big screen, I have decided to separate the blog post on my final trip in the Czech Republic into three sections, creatively titled Day 1, Day 2, and Day 3. 

My last trip in the Czech Republic was a journey back to my "Pavlik" roots of sorts. The destination was Southern Bohemia (one of the most gorgeous landscapes I have ever been to), which is where the Pavlik family originally was residing before their trans-Atlantic voyage. I'll keep you in a little suspense as to the future destinations, but the locations crossed off the list on Day 1 were Tábor, Božetice, and Zvíkov. We'll revisit them together. 

Tábor

Roughly an hour and a half south of Prague, Tábor is named after the biblical mount upon which the Transfiguration took place. The city itself is not very big, but it is a destination for southern sojourners. The amount of tourism, however, pales in comparison to that found in places such as Prague, Český Krumlov, and Kutná Hora. 

View of the Town Hall from the tower of the local church. Tábor is a town that
still really only has one square in the middle, the center of the city being the
church and town hall just like in the olden days. Attendance, however, I'm sure
has declined, as is the case across the board in the Czech Republic

Another view out the tower window

Colorfully decorated trashcans made me think of creative cousins and relatives
in Verdigre, Nebraska who always seem to find ways to make public spaces
a little more beautiful

A cool little bench found outside the Tábor gallery that was a gift from Tábor's
sister city of Orinda, California, which is just 20 minutes from San Francisco
and is very near UC Berkely 
I do want to provide a link to the fun and interesting connection between Tábor, Czech Republic and Orinda, California. You can see the relationship and history of the sister cities on this website and even make a point of attending the "King Wencesles Festival" they will be holding in honor of their Czech counterpart in 2017! 

A final view of Tábor before driving away

Božetice

This very small Czech town, about half an hour away from Tábor, was home to the good-old-ancestor-Pavliks. The town reminded me very much of Verdigre, Nebraska, where the Pavliks eventually ended up. Božitice is exactly what I would imagine Verdigre to look like if it were in the Czech Republic...and somehow even smaller. Verdigre is a very small village of roughly 600 inhabitants that is very much an agricultural community originally founded by Czech immigrants. Verdigre still holds onto its Czech heritage: many older inhabitants speak a bit of Czech, there is an annual Kolach Days festival, and there is a family owned and run bakery that has fresh Kolaches sitting in the window. For all my Czech friends, you may be interested in 'czeching' out Verdigre's website to do a little fact checking, as it boasts to be the "Kolach Capital of the World" - no small title! 

Entering the homeland


The Božetice recycling center

Vendula and I decided that this is the origin house of the Pavlik clan

Large 'pools' were used in earlier times especially for fire-fighting purposes. Trucks
could back up down a ramp and refill in the reservoir. Božetice has converted its
into a swimming pool

An old mill seems to be the pride and glory of little
Božetice. The museum dedicated to it basically IS
the town and one can take a tour was a very passionate-
looking elderly man that lasts roughly 90 minutes.
Unfortunately, we didn't have time to embark on this
enlightening adventure, but were amused by the fact that
such a little place was boasting tours longer than any
of those found in any major tourist destination. Small
town feel. 

Hrad Zvíkov 

Continuing on another 40 minutes or so, we ended the day at Zvíkov Castle, an amazing semi-ruin with iconic placement on a peninsula reaching into the Vlatava River. The castle is now a self-tour of sorts. One pays a very reasonable admission fee and then is at liberty to explore the entirety of the castle grounds, with information boards, arrows, and exhibits helping lead and explain the visitor's way through the structure.

Source: www.flyfoto.cz

The entrance of Zvíkov



Peering into the courtyard and spying on the serfs...

Beautiful frescos and wall paintings had been recreated in likenesses of their
original forms



View of the Vltava from the castle tower

Little Vendula not missing the beautiful potential present in a Vendula-sized castle




At water's edge

One among the crowd

The romance of Zvíkov

Making an exit...

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Blast into the Past

On September 24, Vendula and I went on a quick day trip to a town called Přerov nad Labem and went to an exhibit, called a Skanzen, meant to model the day-to-day life of inhabitants of the settlement in the 18th century. The Skanzen (which is the general Czech word for such a venue) was an entire small village that had been reconstructed. All of the structures were original. In fact, many of the cottages and buildings had been disassembled in neighboring villages and towns and then transported and reassembled in Přerov nad Labem. Due to a festival that was currently going on, also present in the Skanzen were people dressed in the original garb of the time and performing some of the daily activities and duties that might be seen if you were alive in the era. Here are some photos:



Many individuals and local residents dressed in traditional outfits and went
around the town performing everyday chores and enlightening visitors

Looking out the window of the local Zámek (chateau),
which was opened for the festival

A happy Vendula imagining life in the chateau....

Snapshots into 18th century life were found in the various rooms of the structures of the Skanzen



Designs on old traditional furniture


A reenactment of olden muskets and firearms 



Some old, racy magazines

A demonstration of woodworking and craftsmanship  

As part of the festival there was a small 18th century harvest ceremony
followed by a parade to the chateau

Children in the parade

A young blacksmith apprentice learning the trade



Some old school dueling 



Caught in the photo-taking act

A young one ready to dance

Local lake in town