


The forecast was for sun but we only saw it for one hour. It was cold but at least no rain. We set out to visit the town of Karlovy Vary (www.karlovyvary.cz), west of Prague. Getting out of Prague the GPS told us to go straight but there was a fork in the road and I took the right fork which immediately went down into an underground garage for the shopping mall. It went on and on and I followed all the signs for exit and when I exited, we were on the right road to Karlovy Vary. It is about 70 miles away through nothing but farm land (a lot of hops are grown here). The town in the middle of nowhere is astonishing. It was started by the Czech king Charles IV in the 14th century and was the premier spa in Europe for many, many years, particularly in the 1800s and the beginning of the 20th century. It was visited by all European nobility. The buildings are amazing; a lot of gorgeous Art Nouveau architecture, which was run down during communist times, but is now restored to its former glory. There are hot springs yielding thermal water with curative powers all over the town. The place is mobbed with tourists (mostly seniors) and 90% of them are Russians. All the shop and restaurant signs are in Russian. People are walking around with special cups with built-in straws and fill them with water from various natural springs all over town. The springs are of varying mineral content and temperature --- from hot (78C) to cold (30C). We bought a spa cup too and tried water from several springs. It’s hard to call it tasty, but it’s drinkable.
On the way back, when we were on the outskirts of Prague, the GPS lady confused us again. She told us to take a sharp right, but it wasn’t there. We followed the road and ended up in a two-mile long tunnel. The GPS lady kept yelling “turn around when possible”, but it was not possible to do anything but keep going. When we emerged from the tunnel, to our shock we found ourselves in our neighborhood, about half a mile from our hotel.
We parked the car and since it was still light, we went to search for Villa Bertramka, a 17th century house, in which Mozart lived while composing Don Giovanni. It now houses a Mozart museum. According to the map it was supposed to be in our neighborhood. We found it easily and it was still open. It is a beautiful villa in a park. When you get through the gate, you would never know that you are in the middle of a city. We walked into the museum and since there was nobody at the entry desk, we walked through the whole place without anybody noticing (we could have left with one of Mozart's manuscripts) and got out.
Tonight we are packing for the trip back home tomorrow.













