Day 6 Pleasant Sunday in Prague

A rest day from driving and time to take a hearty breakfast at leisure, a hearty long shower and step out into the Prague afternoon. First stop was one of the bars we were in last night 'U Pinkasu' http://www.upinkasu.cz/ the story being that a lawyer from Prague while visiting Plzn, chanced upon their wonderful therapeautic infusion, he brought some cases of Pilsner Urquel back to Prague, his mates were well impressed and put in an order for any subsequent visits to Plzn. Lightbulbs go off and he decides to open the first bar in Prague with Pilsner Urquel and make money out of his friends, the rest is history. Then, one of the essential visits was to the old Jewish cemetery. They kinda nailed us as you have to buy the entire museum/Synagogues/Cemetery visit and pay a supplement to take photos, only in the cemetery. The visit to the Synagogue Museum was interesting as I had never seen the everyday utensils, both religious and domestic, from Jewish Central Europe. All this was 19^th and early 20^th Century. Quite a learning curve. Time for lunch at one of the Terrazas, Klobasa and beer, a Sunday lunch special.  We then visited a French bar so Willy could try the Stella Artois and we got talking to a Dutch couple who were in town for the weekend, they had taken the bus from Arnhem and were not looking forward to the trip back, after a weekend of sausages, horseradish (Kren) and beers, I don’t envy their ride home, about 10 hours. Willy wanted to visit Franz Kafka’s house back on the other side of the river so, Radka, Tony, Willy and myself met up at ‘Lokal’ again, this time to sample local specialities thanks to Radka’s inside knowledge. We had ‘Utopenec (Drowned Men)’, a type of sausage marinated in vinegar and peppers, Syrecky, a strong cheese, and Hermelín, a type of Brie, all washed down with copius quantities of Pilsner. This bar has the feature that the whole beer dispensing process is visible. The bar front is made of glass so you can see the 500 ltr tank which is re-filled fairly regularly I would imagine, as well as a demon-looking cooling system. We wended our way back into town and visited several more wonderful bars where the tourists don’t go, among them; U Ferdinanda and a wonderful place called U Medvidku. I also got a chance to take a photo of the humans gawking at the famous clock as it went through its hourly motions. We ended up in a local late-night bar close to R+T’s house, my kinda place. It had the peculiarity in that the owner stopped serving beer at 23:00 and we could only have Plum schnapps. Something which gives added snoring power, to which Willy will attest.