Cesky Krumlov is a little touristy village in the southern Czech Republic. Similar to Veliko Tarnovo in Bulgaria, it's constructed around a bend in a river, this time the Vltava. Also, it's crowned by a big castle on top of a hill overlooking the city. The river and the castle are what draw the tourists to Cesky Krumlov. Obviously, because it certainly isn't the weather.
The temperature in Cairo on the first day of my trip was 43 degrees. The temperature in Cesky Krumlov was 6 degrees. I was suffering a bit. I checked into my hostel... and didn't leave. There was no way I was going outside. One of the big activities in Cesky Krumlov, at least for the younger population, is a rafting pub crawl. Basically people hop on a raft and float down the river, stopping at various pubs, bars, and breweries along the way. Given the temperature outside, and the fact that it was raining, I was wondering if anyone could like drinking enough to even attempt that. Lo and behold, there were, and surprise, they were Aussies.
At around 7:00 PM, about 8 Aussies stormed into the hostel with the volume of a NASCAR race. The winner was a guy who would go down in backpacking lore as "the chicken guy." He was so intoxicated that he went to the fridge, grabbed a whole chicken that he had cooked the night before, and went to town on it like it was a candied apple. Everyone looked at him, not exactly knowing what to say. He then went over to the map and tried to convince three American girls that there exist two New Zealands on planet Earth (since New Zealand was at the edge, it appeared on both sides). His pointer was his partially gnawed chicken.
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