The Beer Festival was a success. We had beer, oompa music, and barrel rolling. In my opinion that is a day well spent (Although if I had my ruthers, I would replace beer with girlie drinks). I also got to meet the guys who Mark refers to as his "Redneck Friends".
A group of 6 of us (2 Canadians, 1 American, 2 Czechs and a German) hopped on a train yesterday morning, and when we got off, I was told that we had a short walk to the brewery. And by short walk, they meant a walk to the next town, 3.5 K away. It was a hot and sunny day so by the time we arrived at the festival we were nice and thirsty.
The day was warm and full of beer, although as an amateur beer drinker I think I was out paced 2 to 1. Sometimes 3 to 1. That's okay, someone had to lead us back through the garden trails to the train station! (although in the end the drunkest guy was the one who led the way.)
We closed the night off with a drink in Plzen, where I had a gin and seven, with ICE! A great end to the day.
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I feel a polka coming on....
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