August 25, 2006

Strange and Beautiful Brno - Places, Faces, and Food!

I'm doing my best to recap my adventures through Brno, and while I relish the opportunity to share my life with everyone, it's as much for myself that I keep this log. This year I feel like I'm under an information overload (it seems like only last year that I starting using the internet, haha), and because I'm bouncing around so fast it's easy for things to fall through the cracks. Here is the last sampling of photos I took while in the Czech Republic, and they include some of my favorite food memories and then some.

A lot of the city can be described as "stark", and the faces of the people, the cut, reflect that they have had a hard life - for hundreds of years. I felt so gifted to be there, so lucky to have the opportunity to come and go as I please. We are truly blessed - and we must make sure that we are all good guests when in foreign places. I have run into some people who give english speakers a bad name, so look sharp, smile, and be thankful for what you have.

This magnificent building is one of the old train stations.

I had the chance to experience some new foods, and while this may not sound like a treat, it was surprisingly good. Banana, Apple, and Cheese Pizza. Try it!

On first sight, I thought this was a little Volkswagen Rabbitruck - but it wasn't!

Name that vehicle!

I also ran across this beautiful family at the Hotel Continental. They've been to several races throughout Europe this season, and plan to wrap it up in Valencia. Each member has their own favorite rider, from the Italian mother and son (who want anyone Pasta-Related to win), to the Dutch father and his daughter, who is a John Hopkins fanatic. We spoke at length and they told me they'd be across my garage with a large Italian flag and they'd look for me on raceday. True to their word, sometime after the race and everyone else had left the grandstand area, I heard yells and whistles, and when I looked across the straight there they were! I love all fans of the sport, and to see the passion moving through different countries, cultures, and bloodlines is beautiful. I hope that one day I can share my joy of the moto's with a family of my own. Rock On!

Raceday breakfast at the hotel consisted of some "waffles" with natural yogurt. Soooo Cute!

The view from my hotel room. It's difficult to see, but behind the trees is the infamous Moulin Rouge.

For the life of me, I can't figure out why this country doesn't have the top spelling bee contestants in the world.

A mural near town centrum. Reminded me a little of one of my favorite childhood books, Where the Wild Things Are, by Maurice Sendak.

Found this curious looking tree. . . . . anyone know what it is?

Here's a great place to have lunch. I can't remember the name but if you recognize the background, you've found it. This restaurant listed "Sponsors", including Red Bull and Diesel (clothing!). This is fairly central on the main drag through the town, so you can't miss it.

I had a fantastic lunch, special Duck over greens and wild riceballs. Yummm!!!! But. . . .what's that in the corner?

Chocolate Mousse. . . . with some mango on top and a little bit of love inside. Shazam!

Of course, everyone knows I'm not rolling in cash, so that was something of a special treat for myself. I'm a sucker for good duck. Here's something a little more the norm for me. Les'see, 14 Kroens is about 60 cents in Euros, which is 75 cents USD. Yes! Pizza for 75 cents!

It was cheese and onion, and they asked you if you wanted ketchup on it. I wasn't sure what they were talking about so I said yes (thinking they meant tomato sauce), but they were dead on. Have some ketchup, foo!

Tiramisu? Czech! Errrr, Check!

Nice little bee cruising around. He actually made it into the shake and then dried his wings and was off again. In fact, now that I think about it, the entire racetrack was swarming with these guys, and several people, on my team alone, were stung throughout the race week. They seemed to hover around any kind of food, and a little part of me thinks the hotel shampoo attracted them.. . . . . .


those goddamned bees!one of them stung me too in Brno cause,yes,I was there for the race!(well,actually I got there 2weeks comment!)
by the way,compliments for your blog,it's really nice,I like it!

Post a comment

(If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved by the site owner before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.)