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Tuesday 17 June 2014: It was too early to go away again was not, although we went a little after eight hours on the road. Half an hour earlier we had the breakfast stuffed in maybe 10 minutes, which was far too soon to call. Yet we went down with good courage as a group to the typically outdated train station. The station chief came to stumble in his uniform just after half past nine to turn on the signalling machine. The train came in not too long by what put the man in action to operate the machine, even though that was not visible. At a little after ten to nine our train left, which consisted of no more than a wagon and was filled with schoolchildren. This time we had to switch to another stop that was marked with NOVA PAKA, which would take place half an hour later and where the second train was more modern, only the diesel was the same. After 45 minutes we reached our village to cross the forests further away. But first, on a nice terrace, drink a typical local cup of coffee at rickety tables for two. Apart from rock, the rocks were also used as inlets for steps to put your feet on. The followed yellow route was therefore full of those coves that were not always convenient for me, although the lookout was high a breath of fresh air that I certainly would not have missed. In the valley everything seemed like toys where the train taken seemed to be made up of Lego pieces. The second viewpoint was an hour and a half later at the little church that was yellow/white in color and built many years back in Kostalov where we were now. All in all, also a huge lookout that eventually only took a morning and a half afternoon. The present stream with the name Oleska that ran right through the village went with curves past a campsite with school youth at camp. The inflated boats were clearly visible in the current. The return train journey was tiring, which meant for me a little bit of an undulating train.

A sweet little baby on the lap of a mother brought me into dreamland for a while, although the little one was too young to realize that a little bit of an adult was also part of it. Yet before our transfer, the baby went into the stroller and took his mother to the platform, to his grandmother. For us the road to the village by rail was not far anymore, although a group of schoolchildren came to keep us company in the only coupe. The disembarkation was not too difficult, although the station chief kept standing to see us off again when leaving for the hotel. The game “Yahtzee” was for the second time a playing way to spend the evening, although the two ladies were very laughable, with a way of Dutch speaking in which a slight English accent was audible. The show football match of the World Cup was followed, only I was not distracted by it because of the laughable ladies with their cheers.

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