I could not be more excited to be a tourist in my own country.
Taking a bus from Prague, Czech capital, I arrived to Český Krumlov, one of the OWHC members, late at night, yet not late enough that it would stop me from starting the exploration of the city.
I couldn’t help but smile: I left the capital to arrive to a fairy tale.
Lit up by yellow street lamps, the tall walls diving the city center from the main street my bus delivered me looked absolutely stunning. Walking through the gate, I felt like a frozen princess in the temperature touching zero. The cold weather certainly brought some advantages to my adventure: I had the town to myself.
I crossed the bridge over the river to the heart of the town, feeling like I found the real version of Disney World (how American of me to say). Picturesque little houses, with adorable triangle-shaped rooftops and decorated shutters surrounded me from all sides.
My steps on the narrow, cobblestone-paved streets and the babbling river surrounding the town were the only sounds breaking the stillness of the night.
I could not be more content.
I walked left and right, following anything I laid my eyes on, passing cute little stores, Czech-themed restaurants and tourists-luring bars.
I imagined what it had to be like back in the 12th century, when the castle was built and what kind of shops were taking the space now dedicated to souvenirs.
I couldn’t wait to see the city in daylight.