City of the Dead

A monk in the 18^th century gathered and cleaned bones from 40,000 Plague victims and decorated the interior of a small stone ossuary. We had the opportunity to visit this “bone church”. The strangest thing was not all of the bones and skulls but all of the happy, smiling, and excited Japanese tourists throwing peace signs and taking silly pictures of themselves in front of massive piles of skulls and femurs.

Pictures rather than words will do well to describe this scene. Two new albums are on Picasa.

The town itself was very quaint. It reminded me of an old town from a black and white horror film where the monster descends from the castle into the city centre and breaks wooden gates in a full-moon frenzy… SMASH! And the villagers chase it with torches and scream at it in
east-European gibberish. It was a cool trip.

We also went to the Prague zoo, we drank in a wine cellar labyrinth, Bethany went to Dresden to get her Visa and I finished a great book by Nikos Katzanzakis (Zorba the Greek).

Best wishes to all those out there and happy travels to all those coming here.

Thomas