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Saturday 26 August 2006
Get up late; get shouted at for having parked my bike in the middle of an outdoor restaurant (it was dark) and race off the ossuary at Kostna Hora. Find myself repeatedly lost due the stupid map, but finally reach Sedlec (the only decently signed place in the entire Czech Republic). 30-40K skeletons from the Hussite wars and bubonic plague (apparently they were washed back in 18something). Lots of bones! Onwards to Krackow, but the cobbles keep blowing my tail lights and the rutted, patched, twisty roads hamper progress and it's soon dark. Faced with a 150mile unlit nightmare, I stop at the next town big enough to have a hotel and find the whole place dead - on the surface. With a bit more investigation there is a restaurant (where I convinced the nice locals I could speak French as they thought I was a language lazy Brit) and even an extreme metal night. After staggering back to the hotel I find another nightclub actually in the hotel and meet some Slovak pedal bikers before finally giving in.
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