Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Hvezda Park-The Star of Prague 6
I missed out on the 3.8k Family Fun run in May due to a stomach bug. But there is another charity run coming up in September and I am determined to get myself, healthy and whole, to this run. That means...I need to train.
Normally, I run up the hill near our flat to Ladronka Park (www.ladronka.com/cs). Ladronka deserves its own little blurb but that will come another day. But today I had a little more time on my hands and I wanted to push myself a bit so instead of going up the hill (which is a push in and of itself!) I decided to head to Hvezda Park.
The word hvezda means star in Czech. The park is called this after the shape of the 16th century hunting lodge that sits in the center. The hunting lodge is built in the shape of a 6-sided star. The park was built originally for the kings to have their own hunting playground. The park is surrounded by thick walls which allowed deer and other game to roam freely, until the hungry king was ready for a hunt.
Aside from all the great history, it's the perfect place for a run because it is exactly 1 kilometer from the main entrance gate to the hunting lodge. There are several other paths, some well maintained and graveled and some paths wander through the trees. You really feel like you are a million miles from the capital city.
After a few circuits around the park my muscles were happily tired and it was time to come home to dinner.
www.worldspan.homeandabroad.com/browse/details/sites.ha?mainInfoId=117420&tabRef=details&rqs=$rqs
www.prague.cz/summer-residence-hvezda/
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Tip in Praha 10
This one is for my friends in Prague. I've discovered a small leisure gem in the midst of Prague 10. After a rather intense couple weeks of classes some colleagues, students and I met up for a relaxing afternoon. Someone suggested a recreation park near Strašnická metro. I'd never heard of it but I'm always up for something new so was excited to give it a try.
As I said, it is a gem. The park is a kid's paradise, and not too shabby for us adults either. There are spraying water fountains that children can run through and jump on, swing sets and jungle gyms, sand pits, several refreshment stands, picnic tables, a full restaurant, courts for various sport and a rental for sports equipment, and a climbing wall that is reported to be the largest in central Europe.
Check it out for a day of fun in the sun.
www.gutovka.cz
Monday, July 20, 2009
Spitfires and Shakespeare
When most think of summer holidays, they dream of beaches and salt water. But my dear and I had our sights set higher-We were looking to the skies. We decided to head off to jolly England, the West Midlands to be exact, to be enchanted at the Flying Legends air show at the Imperial War Museum at Duxford.
Day 1
Early start! Our flight left Prague at 7.30am. We flew with SkyEurope. It was a relief that we actually had a flight, considering their bankruptcy announcement days before we were due to leave.
We arrived a Luton airport and rented a car. As we all know, England drives on the left side of the road which means the steering wheel is on the right hand. I have to say it took me a minute to get used to sitting on the "driver's side" and being the passenger!
We drove up to Coventry and picked up our friend A. Our destination was the Royal Air Force Museum at Cosford. The museum was very well curated. The displays led you through a century of history, all located on an actual RAF base with airplanes flying overhead and soldiers in boots marching in the distance.
In the evening we sat beside a canal at The Blue Lias Inn in rural England sipping ale and laughing with friends.
Day 2
This was the big day. We had a full English breakfast from the hands of our B&B owner and hopped into the car towards Duxford. H knew what to expect, but this was all new to me. My first surprise was how many people were there. I knew the air show was a big deal, but just how big had escaped me until then. Thousands of people, mostly with telescopic cameras, milled around looking for a piece of grass with a good view.
The show was breathtaking. The airplanes were beautiful, really and truly with goose bumps beautiful. I've always admired aviation and enjoyed flying, but on this day I fell in love. History flew in front of us for three hours, swirling us up and down and around with dog fights and smoke.
At the end, I felt so full I could burst. As we drove away from the airfield, the show was wrapping up. A Spitfire and Messerschmidt from WWII flew over us and for an eerie moment we were transported back to a time where the greatest generation of men and women strived for freedom and justice.
Day 3
No trip to the West Midlands can be complete without a jaunt to Stratford-upon-Avon to pay respects to the master of our language, Will Shakespeare. We began with a pilgrimage to the church where he and his family are buried. Then we briefly walked through the city center, which was so packed with tourists that it was nearly impossible to actually see the buildings. We found solace in a park, near the church, where a free production of Shakespeare's "The Tempest" was being played.
The outdoor performance was nothing that we expected and everything one could ever hope for out of Shakespeare. The cast were dressed in odd ragamuffin clothing and had white clown makeup on their faces. The performance was in a park, and each scene was moved to different locations to make the audience feel like they were moving in time and space with the characters. The cast members who weren't in the current scene stood intermingled with the audience and whispered funny bits, such as, "This guy is a bit rubbish, but in a few minutes I'll be on and you'll see a real actor." You felt like you were in the play, you became part of the scene. Superb!
Day 4
Castles, castles, castles.
Warwick Castle was our first stop. It is a proper medieval castle that has been transformed into a kid amusement park with trampolines, jousting and dress-up. As people without children, we avoided spending too much time there! The village was classic winding streets and antique shops that could suck me in for hours.
Blenheim Palace was second. It was built in the 18th century to commemorate the Battle of Blendtheim. Most recently it is memorable as the birthplace of Sir Winston Churchill. In one word the palace is: Grand. The parks and gardens spread and twist and delight for acres. The palace interior is a maze of glitz, glint and glamour. Next to Blenheim is the tiny village of Woodstock. A good place for a sandwich and photography.
In the evening we had a very English dinner of fish and chips. As dusk approached, we spent our last moments of daylight trampsing around the ruins of Kenilworth Castle vanquishing dragons and conjuring up the spirits of "Google" to divine the mystery of the area's history.
Day 5
We had an early breakfast, fresh and yummy as it was each day, and headed back to Duxford Imperial War Museum to spend the morning exploring the hangers we hadn't been able to visit during the air show. It was stunning to see these machines that were captivating in the skies, as captivating on the ground.
Finally, it was off to Luton again to fly into the skies ourselves and head home. Oh, home sweet home.
Day 1
Early start! Our flight left Prague at 7.30am. We flew with SkyEurope. It was a relief that we actually had a flight, considering their bankruptcy announcement days before we were due to leave.
We arrived a Luton airport and rented a car. As we all know, England drives on the left side of the road which means the steering wheel is on the right hand. I have to say it took me a minute to get used to sitting on the "driver's side" and being the passenger!
We drove up to Coventry and picked up our friend A. Our destination was the Royal Air Force Museum at Cosford. The museum was very well curated. The displays led you through a century of history, all located on an actual RAF base with airplanes flying overhead and soldiers in boots marching in the distance.
In the evening we sat beside a canal at The Blue Lias Inn in rural England sipping ale and laughing with friends.
Day 2
This was the big day. We had a full English breakfast from the hands of our B&B owner and hopped into the car towards Duxford. H knew what to expect, but this was all new to me. My first surprise was how many people were there. I knew the air show was a big deal, but just how big had escaped me until then. Thousands of people, mostly with telescopic cameras, milled around looking for a piece of grass with a good view.
The show was breathtaking. The airplanes were beautiful, really and truly with goose bumps beautiful. I've always admired aviation and enjoyed flying, but on this day I fell in love. History flew in front of us for three hours, swirling us up and down and around with dog fights and smoke.
At the end, I felt so full I could burst. As we drove away from the airfield, the show was wrapping up. A Spitfire and Messerschmidt from WWII flew over us and for an eerie moment we were transported back to a time where the greatest generation of men and women strived for freedom and justice.
Day 3
No trip to the West Midlands can be complete without a jaunt to Stratford-upon-Avon to pay respects to the master of our language, Will Shakespeare. We began with a pilgrimage to the church where he and his family are buried. Then we briefly walked through the city center, which was so packed with tourists that it was nearly impossible to actually see the buildings. We found solace in a park, near the church, where a free production of Shakespeare's "The Tempest" was being played.
The outdoor performance was nothing that we expected and everything one could ever hope for out of Shakespeare. The cast were dressed in odd ragamuffin clothing and had white clown makeup on their faces. The performance was in a park, and each scene was moved to different locations to make the audience feel like they were moving in time and space with the characters. The cast members who weren't in the current scene stood intermingled with the audience and whispered funny bits, such as, "This guy is a bit rubbish, but in a few minutes I'll be on and you'll see a real actor." You felt like you were in the play, you became part of the scene. Superb!
Day 4
Castles, castles, castles.
Warwick Castle was our first stop. It is a proper medieval castle that has been transformed into a kid amusement park with trampolines, jousting and dress-up. As people without children, we avoided spending too much time there! The village was classic winding streets and antique shops that could suck me in for hours.
Blenheim Palace was second. It was built in the 18th century to commemorate the Battle of Blendtheim. Most recently it is memorable as the birthplace of Sir Winston Churchill. In one word the palace is: Grand. The parks and gardens spread and twist and delight for acres. The palace interior is a maze of glitz, glint and glamour. Next to Blenheim is the tiny village of Woodstock. A good place for a sandwich and photography.
In the evening we had a very English dinner of fish and chips. As dusk approached, we spent our last moments of daylight trampsing around the ruins of Kenilworth Castle vanquishing dragons and conjuring up the spirits of "Google" to divine the mystery of the area's history.
Day 5
We had an early breakfast, fresh and yummy as it was each day, and headed back to Duxford Imperial War Museum to spend the morning exploring the hangers we hadn't been able to visit during the air show. It was stunning to see these machines that were captivating in the skies, as captivating on the ground.
Finally, it was off to Luton again to fly into the skies ourselves and head home. Oh, home sweet home.
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