Brno

◊ On Friday I went on a day trip to the Moravian town of Brno, again with Nelson, Nathan, and Eric the German. It is about 2.5 hours away by train or bus. For some reason, we ended up taking a bus there and a train back. Brno is not exactly what one would call a famous town, but it does have a monestary on a hill and one of the most nortorious underground prisions in Europe. Also it is a magnet for the women of the region who flock here for the shoping district where clothing prices are extremly low. Other things to see are a catacoymb were you get to stare at lots and lots of mumified corpses, Josef Mendel's ('Mr. Inheritance Genitics' for all you non-biology majors) garden, and the museum about him.

A very nice car in front of a building where you go to stare at half-decomposed corpeses. There is a profound irony to this situtation, if only I could figure it out.



This girl is ballancing on a very weak railing at the top of a large cliff. Darwin would be proud of her.








Another really significatnt cathedral. I am getting really sick of significant cathederals. So sick, in fact, that I didn't even bother to take pictures of the rest that we saw.


From the Old Town Hall clock tower



Eric dearly loves his statues... Mendel was no exception to this rule.


The train ride back


This look says it all

◊ In retrospect, I have come to an interesting conclusion. Moravia is almost as famous for it's wines as Bohemia is famous for it's beers. I now understand why; because Moravian beer is worse than American beer (though much much much cheaper). Yet for some reason they are very proud of it. Everywhere I went in the city the only drinks served were wines or Starobrno, the local brew. A word to the wise: STAY AWAY FROM THE STAROBRNO. I wish I had taken this advice given to me by Maro, my Czech buddy.