This morning our good doctor Thomas had to leave us and return to Austria. One big loss for the group, which is now down to three cyclists, and for Georgi in particular, who already misses his broken English buddy.
Another day without much to tell, we rode up and down the steep hills of Northeastern Czech Republic, always under the rain. The highest point of the day's trip was arriving at the highest point in the city of Ostrava, where our dormitory is located.
We were welcomed by our ESN hosts, Veronika and Michaela, checked in, had a shower and a nice meal. Then we learned a few things about Ostrava, always under the form of "Ostrava has the most [insert adjective] [insert name] in [insert another name that makes the statement true]". As we went out and took a tour of the city, we could actually confirm some of these statements, such as: the puppet theater is the most modern in the country; Stodolni street has the most bars and clubs per square inch; Czech karaoke is the strangest experience of our last week.
Stage F completed, nine more to go.