the anniversary of the beginning of the Second World War . There were " celebrations ". Among them a concert outside the WWII Museum , which is worth visiting .
From Gdansk I rode to Szczecin ( 364 kms ) a fantastic city on the banks of the Oder River and known for the famous Chobry Embankment and the Pomeranian Duke ' s Castle , St . James Cathedral , and the Gothic Old Town Hall , which contains the National Museums . After touring it all , I set off on my journey to Berlin where I was reunited with my daughter and suffered through leaving the bike parked on the street . This gave me acute insomnia ; getting up three times during the night to walk down the three floors from her apartment to see if La Más was still where I had left her , in front of the door of the building , covered up and in an area of what was formerly East Berlin . She survived .
After three days enjoying life with my daughter , cooking Argentinian “ empanadas ” for her , I headed to Prague , where I spent two days walking the city , and enjoying the famous Pilsen beer . Then left for Brno , a city where my destiny would change completely in a dilapidated and dirty hostel called Route 70 , with only one bathroom for more than thirty people housed in two rooms that I cannot describe . But life compensates in a surprising way and in that place , in that shabby hostel , I met one of the most beautiful people with whom I had an instant connection . There I met Fina , a woman with whom I fell in love at first sight . We shared an eight-hour chat without rest , immersed in loud laughter . It was as if we had known each other forever .
I walked around the city for an entire day , visited the famous clock , the market , rode the trams and enjoyed a plate of Vepro knedlo zelo ( pork meatballs and sauerkraut ) for dessert a Trdelnik ( sweet stick )
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