Kutna Hora, Czech Republic. Skulls and bones derived from as many as 70,000 human corpses have been artistically arranged to decorate a church, just a short soviet-era train ride from the fairytale city of Prague, Czech Republic. Clearly, this was a death filled day trip too good to possibly resist. The Sedlec Ossuary, in the town of Kutna Hora, is Bohemian in geography, and spectacularly macabre in nature. Frantisek Rint arranged the bones within the Catholic church, unaware that several hundred years later this would be a satanists wet dream. In any case, the day-tripping town of Kutna Hora is more than just a big ol' stack of medieval plague victims (or so the travel brochure reads). A medieval town core, including the fascinating Gothic monument that is the Saint Barbara cathedral, is elegantly wrapped by 'burbs filled with brutally designed housing blocks. Communist cookie-cut architecture. Food is good here, but then, how could you go wrong with a slab of fresh deep fried cheese, washed down with a local Pilsner? Compared to Prague, the streets were quiet. Tourists were few. The Kutna Hora train station, frankly, is what travel dreams are made of. Decaying eastern european infrastructure, battered signage displaying town names with nary a vowel to mention, and not a ticket machine in sight. Fuck. Why did I ever leave this skull infested wonderland? WHY! WHYYYYYY!!! I thought about renaming this day-trip "Kutna Hora, Seriously, What the Fuck Just Happened". I could go on, but this is a micro-post. At least I remembered to take photos on this day-trip.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Kutna Hora, Czech Republic - Just a Big Ol' Stack of Medieval Plague Victims
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Kutna Hora, Czech Republic. Skulls and bones derived from as many as 70,000 human corpses have been artistically arranged to decorate a church, just a short soviet-era train ride from the fairytale city of Prague, Czech Republic. Clearly, this was a death filled day trip too good to possibly resist. The Sedlec Ossuary, in the town of Kutna Hora, is Bohemian in geography, and spectacularly macabre in nature. Frantisek Rint arranged the bones within the Catholic church, unaware that several hundred years later this would be a satanists wet dream. In any case, the day-tripping town of Kutna Hora is more than just a big ol' stack of medieval plague victims (or so the travel brochure reads). A medieval town core, including the fascinating Gothic monument that is the Saint Barbara cathedral, is elegantly wrapped by 'burbs filled with brutally designed housing blocks. Communist cookie-cut architecture. Food is good here, but then, how could you go wrong with a slab of fresh deep fried cheese, washed down with a local Pilsner? Compared to Prague, the streets were quiet. Tourists were few. The Kutna Hora train station, frankly, is what travel dreams are made of. Decaying eastern european infrastructure, battered signage displaying town names with nary a vowel to mention, and not a ticket machine in sight. Fuck. Why did I ever leave this skull infested wonderland? WHY! WHYYYYYY!!! I thought about renaming this day-trip "Kutna Hora, Seriously, What the Fuck Just Happened". I could go on, but this is a micro-post. At least I remembered to take photos on this day-trip.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Vienna, Austria - Curiously Venture Into the Capitalist West
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Vienna, Austria. Micro-post two, of four. Home to Mozart, Schnitzel, and ladies wearing nice coats smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee. It was an easy day-trip from Bratislava, Slovakia, as the two towns are the worlds closest capital cities. The definitive day-trip. Two countries, two cultures, two capital cities, a pleasant train-ride through the countryside to boot, and come on, a day trip to Vienna? Where I'm from, you don't day trip to Vienna. Unusually, I felt like I actually was a citizen of Slovakia, a Bratilslavan comrade, heading out from behind the Iron Curtain to curiously venture into the capitalist West. Austria. Schnitzel would be on the cards, I knew that much. Total number of photo's taken in Vienna? One (above). Enjoy. Micro-post number three coming soon.

