First lo
At the weekend, it should be pretty steamy, the sale will be pleasant, the Vltava will blow and you and your children can follow the metro daily. Your trip for trampolines, swings, floating dog and hats, drinks and beers in Dvorce. Let the cable car take you to Lihovar, then pedal on the bike path, pass through Chuchl and you are in the beautiful and unique Lahovice. It’s like in a post-apocalyptic battle, just Max, creating a backdrop of wrecks and maringotkas, bleating sheep and a fire over which the cauldron is roaring. You can also find one of the fires in the picturesque La kiosk, where they have mums for children and a tense Krakonoe for your dry necks. Done, fed, paid. We’re going further, I’ll take the bridge between the Lahovickho and Radotnskho bridges. Below them is the confluence of the Berounka and Vltava rivers.
Picturesque kiosk La
And te plo
We descend from the pastel blue lions, on the left hand we have the beautiful Komoansk tn, on the right you can’t miss the next school, which is called Drive Garden. It’s not nearly as punk as La, and the prices are up to you, on the other hand, the children will be excited by the endless fun and such a popular trampoline. In the mood of the tune, you are always going downhill, calm, waving your arms, fully engaged on the bike path, admiring all the bikes, cyclists and in-line skaters. One mojito with an umbrella, please!
Drive Garden
We are Sparta
We roll back to Prague at full speed, with ten kilometers in our legs and another pivvaj. Let’s have a modansk ndra, eat, golf hit, let’s break into the gates of the alley, where the world has shelters, and I’m on the way, in the U Sparta camp. Have snacks, popsicles, hot dogs, but also a delicious raffle or a good fly. The reason why we come here for you, to the horses in the wall of the Branick ledren, is genius loci. You probably have a slow motion timer installed on this bridge. Get to know plastic surgeon Jan M욝ek or Jirka Zemnk, the bass player of the band Wohnout. It’s getting slow, I’m going home, to Podol, my mother is with us. See you again sometime, friend!
At Sparta
