And a few pics from this Saturday's trip. Its purpose was rather pragmatic, yet we managed to do plenty of things on the way: walk up the Sleeping Virgin rock and take in some views of the hills, get annoyed by the masses of tourists at Mácha's lake (yes, what was I to expect at a prime holiday resort on the last weekend of the summer vacation?), find peace again through the bright yellow lemonade of our childhood which must have inspired the tones of the local typography, and, in the end, even get some work done when finally at home. The last Saturday of August did, in my opinion, come out quite well.






