Walked around the corner to have brekky at our newly adopted breakfast cafě. After going back to the apartment (to check that no one had broken in) to brush our teeth (oral hygiene is important) we walked into town and then out of town to catch the funicular up to Petrin Park.
Tony and Anne went up the tower, an exact replica of the famous tower in Paris (Eiffel Tower) while Eva had a rest and I had a ...
Whilst in the park, we came upon an old traditional sausage seller and I was sorely tempted to sample her wares. I settled on having one of her sausages with some tomato ketchup and mustard. Delicious!
We made our way to a restaurant with a breathtaking view of the city. Exhausted, we sat in the shade behind a windscreen and took in the ambience of the servery. Tony entertained a small child sitting next to him before his parents became alarmed and moved to a different table. Far away from us.
We were not immediately aware of the fact that the restaurant kills all of its own meat. Until Eva pointed out the hutch for the bunnies. We had wondered where the crying was coming from.
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