Day 16 - Prague, Czech Republic - Rest Day in Prague
Tony's view
We decided to sleep in this morning so that we could recover from yesterday and get ready for a very big day tomorrow.
Unfortunately, the weather forecast changed overnight, and we're now expecting rain all morning. Since tomorrow is at least an 8-hour ride, and more likely a 9-hour one, we'll need to get an early start. If there were no rain in the forecast, I'd be rolling out between 6:30 and 7:00 a.m. If it does rain, this will be Joan's first ride without a fairing. She'll get just as wet as I do now. Bummer. Welcome to my world, Joan! Sorry for breaking your fairing.
Because of the forecast, I rerouted tomorrow's ride this morning so that it's 99% pavement. Gravel and dirt roads tend to lose some of their charm when they're wet and muddy. The reroute added about 3 miles, bringing tomorrow's adventure to 66 miles, with 4,850 feet of climbing and 2,200 feet of descending.
My route-planning software, Komoot, kindly informed me that it recommends breaking this trip into two or three days. Clearly, Komoot doesn't understand that we have grandkids waiting for us at home. π
After that, I cleaned up the bike, adjusted a few spokes, rewaxed the chain, and generally got everything ready for tomorrow. Now all that's left is to hope the weather forecast changes again... preferably in our favor.
Mine was filled with bananas (which officially made it healthy), covered in caramel sauce, and then topped with ice cream. It was absolutely delicious. Being the generous husband that I am, I shared it with Joan. Being the efficient eater that she is, she finished most of it. In the process, she also managed to spill some on herself.
Fortunately for her, she was reviewing the photos later and somehow the evidence of the ice cream incident got deleted. I'm not saying it was intentional, but the photographic proof has mysteriously disappeared. π€π
Aside from the suspicious loss of evidence, we had a great afternoon wandering around Prague and enjoying the city.
The more we looked at it, the more we realized it looked like something Clyde Verhoff would build. Every single part was made of metal, including the wheels. Then again, as a Welding Engineer, Clyde seems to believe that if something exists, it should probably be made out of metal. Need a chair? Metal. Need a table? Metal. Need a motorcycle? Definitely metal. Need wheels for that motorcycle? Why would you use anything other than metal?
As if the motorcycle wasn't enough, there was even a metal Minion nearby. I can only assume Clyde would approve of that too. π
Of course, it was another excellent stop on our ongoing World Catholic Tour (WCT). We're not exactly sure how many churches we've visited so far, but we're building quite a collection. Most importantly, we have to keep Bud happy. He would never forgive us if we passed up a beautiful Catholic church without going inside. π So, for Bud, we dutifully toured St. Nicholas, admired the craftsmanship, and added another successful entry to the WCT record book.π
This was one of the first times we were able to go up into the balcony that runs around the church. You see these in many of the old churches. So here are a few pictures from up there, although they really don't do it justice.
Here you can see Joan praying at the Infant Jesus of Prague, which is dressed in green for Ordinary Time. If you look closely at the picture below, you can see the green outfit.
As we looked around, I couldn't help but think it felt a little like something you might stumble across in Yellow Springs, Ohio. π The mix of art, creativity, free expression, and colorful opinions would fit right in.
We then found this basketball hoop that Linda would absolutely love for herself, not her four boys. And yes, I'm counting three sons plus Wade, who may be the oldest but is definitely still the biggest kid in the family. π What made this hoop really unique was that the net was made entirely of crystals. Most people would look at it and think, "What a beautiful work of art." Wade and the boys would look at it and think, "I wonder if we can play a quick game of HORSE." Linda, on the other hand, would probably have a heart attack imagining four boys launching basketballs at a crystal hoop. It's a good thing this hoop is in Prague and not in their backyard. It might survive that way. π
We found a place called that brews its own beer, and I decided to order their sour beer, doing my best Dan Ernst impression. I'll admit, I approached it with a little skepticism. After all, sour beers can range anywhere from "that's interesting" to "did someone accidentally ferment lemonade?" But Dan has been trying to convince me that sour beers are a gift to mankind, so I figured I should at least give it a fair chance. Well, Dan, you were right. I really enjoyed it. In fact, I enjoyed it so much that I ordered a second one. I felt it was only fair to make sure the first glass wasn't a fluke. Scientific verification is very important when it comes to beer. πΊπ
The place is called Fat Cat, and after sampling the beer, we decided it was only logical to eat there too. One of the first things we noticed was a sign that read:
"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."
Now that's a philosophy I can get behind. π
The people over here definitely love their beer, and honestly, I'm starting to understand why. Everywhere you go, there's great beer, great food, and people enjoying both. I feel like Prague may have found the secret to happiness. At the very least, they're making a very strong case for it. I love this place. πΊπ
Now let's all hope the rain decides to stay away tomorrow. The ride will be difficult enough without getting soaked for 8 to 9 hours. In fact, tomorrow's climb is bigger than any single day Wade and I had while riding through the Rocky Mountains, including our climb over the Continental Divide. That's saying something.
For anyone who wants to revisit that adventure, the blog is:
www.TonyChasingWade.Blogspot.com
As for tomorrow, my prediction is simple: regardless of whether it rains or not, there will be one very tired blogger writing tomorrow night's update. π π΄♂️
At least if Prague has taught me anything, it's that after a hard day on the bike, there seems to be a good beer waiting around every corner. π»π
Joan's Extras
Prague has retained so much of its original beauty. I looked it up and only 1% of Prague was destroyed in WWII. The one bomb that was dropped on Prague was meant for Dresden, but there was thick cloud cover so the pilots got disoriented and hit Prague by mistake.
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