What do you do when you’ve invested millions in an underground bunker system, only to have the Cold War fizzle out without even a sniff of nuclear attack? Open a museum and offer guided tours to the public? Eventually, yes. But only after trying (unsuccessfully) to get the nation drunk enough to forget that the whole thing ever happened. Continue reading “Why Nuclear Bunkers Don’t Make Good Nightclubs”
You’re in Prague. You’ve crossed the Charles Bridge, taken a cruise along the Vltava river, and watched the orloj chime the hour. If the Communism and Nuclear Bunker Tour isn’t next on your to-do list, put it there immediately.
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It’s a freezing midwinter night when our bus pulls into Munich. Some people poke their heads eagerly out of the window, waiting for the first glimpse of the city. Most people sink lower in their seats, pull blankets up to their chins and start asking around for Compral. (Life tip: if you ever spend a night out in Prague, make sure that the next day or three can be spent in a predominantly horizontal position.)
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Keeping time is important to us.
Humans have been setting their sundials and Apple watches for thousands of years, and everywhere you visit you’ll find cultural traditions to help to tick the days away.
The glockenspiel in Munich keeps the Germans to task. In the Cape of Good Hope, the canon on Signal Hill frightens children daily at twelve noon. Prague’s orloj, the famous astronomical clock, dances elaborately on the hour for thousands of tourists every day. (You may have heard that this was voted the 2nd most overrated attraction in the world. You should definitely ignore that.)
Munich’s most famous beer hall got that way for a reason. It’s not hard to have a good time in a place with a live folk band, a stein safe and dumplings. But to make sure you have the best time possible, here’s a list of things you should definitely not do:
On the short boat ride from the mainland to the floating city of Venice, the laguna Veneta surrounds you on every side. Watching the monumental palaces and churches of Venice approach, seemingly out of nowhere, is a breathtaking sight. But if you’re expecting your seasickness to subside the minute your feet hit the dry land in the distance, think again. Dry land may be further than you think.
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Before they conquered football and fashion week, the Italians built some pretty enormous stuff. You could race 12 ton trucks through the crowded Colosseum and not spill anyone’s gelato. But if you did, the poor guy would be covered in cioccolato until he got back to Tokyo, because the same cannot be said for the hotel’s en-suite.