Firstly we headed down to the town to check our email. Now we know where all the Aussies that come to Czech gather. More Aussies than in London, well not quite that many. The assistant in the internet café was even shocked when Zuz asked a question in Czech. After e-mailing we walked up to see the bears in the moat around the castle and booked 2 tours. One in Czech and one in English, the latter being double the price. The first tour was really good and the guide did a good job with limited English, even throwing in a joke or two. But the Czech dude’s “threw his head at a bullet” had Zuz and only Zuz laughing as well. The first tour of the castle was definitely the best. Basically more beautifully decorated and furnished rooms to browse through. They also told the stories of the local families the Rozenburgs and the Swartzenburgs. Stories of white lady ghosts and women bearing 16 children. Along with women burning in fires, accidental and deliberate shootings. We could go on all night if I was to tell all the stories. It was yet another very educational few days, so we ate in a restaurant from the 1500’s for dinner after touring the gardens and ended up walking back to our pension. The hill was not that bad after all.