Mon 10.May.2010
Marianske Lazne, Czech Republic
Sow Weather.
That leaden
overcast that hangs over Bavaria and, apparently, Bohemia, for weeks on
end in April and May.
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People don't let it stop them from
getting out and enjoying themselves. Least of all the kids
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Tour busses. They are all
around, even this early in the pre-season.
Some have curious names.
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The exterior decor gets laid on thick. It is easy to enjoy the
exuberance of it.
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Sometimes a tilting camera captures the
feel of it better than strict literalism.
More stuff you couldn't make up.
From a pamphlet from the Chodvar
Brewery www.chodvar.cz,
(including capitalization).
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In the historical
cellars of the brewery hotel U Sladka *** is
plased[sic] the real Beer Spa (R). It offers
re-conditional spa therapy including relaxation hot baths, massages
and hot packs. The hot bath includes mineral water Il sano (R), unique dark Bath beer, mixture of hops,
curative herbs and beer yeast with rejuvenation effects. The procedure
is aimed to harmonize organism functions as well as to provide mental
relaxation.
If you feel the need to be simmered in
beer and herbs, you heard it here first.
To the Woods
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Ahh... those good ol' woods, slipping their fingers into the edges of
the town, like a yeast-free massage for the spirit.
One of the celebrated mineral springs, The Forest Spring, is in a
wooded area next door to my hotel. I discovered it by chance, and
almost busted my butt when I slipped on the wet marble floor of the
little columned temple over it.
The spring itself was just a trio of stone washbasins on the walls,
with taps for hot or cold. The water tasted like - surprise! -
sulphurous gunk. With the right kind of eyes, it is all funny.
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