Early July was really hot in the
There seems to be a bit of a fondness here for naming places after other places. Czech Switzerland and Czech Canada are two notable ones that spring to mind, and even if somewhere is not officially named after somewhere else, it might sport a nickname like the 'Venice of Hána' (Litovel) or the 'Athens of Hána' (Kroměříž). Monikers like this are meant quite earnestly, but the irreverent Czech sense of humour finds it way into lots of others. Right across the country there are patches of wasteland called ‘Siberia’, and any isolated lagoon suitable for smoking dope and nude sunbathing is called ‘Amerika’.
What does all this have to do with the heat? Well, we swim at Poděbrady. Not the 800-year-old spa town with the chateau beside the mighty
It mightn’t be the greatest Poděbrady, but it’s our Poděbrady. It’s only about five kilometres from town, so we usually cycle. The trip is simple, cross a couple of streets, cut past the aeroplane bar, through the football stadium carpark and then we’re at the mill channel, which is followed by a dedicated cycle trail the whole way to the lake.
The lake is shallow and sandy and you can still see your feet when you’re standing chest deep, which, having grown up beside the
Soon they’ll be calling it