Bone church

I finally got to the bone church. I stayed up excessively late last night with some people from the hostel. To the point that we got kicked out because they needed to set up for breakfast... We were playing various card games, all of which I won because I cheated massively. Used pretty much every trick in Shannon's book.

Three people arrived from Oxford in the uk who work for a company that is on the verge of cracking nuclear fusion. Two of them were physicists and the third was an engineer. The engineer clearly had the coolest job. He builds the robots that go inside the reactor. I called the physicists data monkeys and they didn't argue with me so I guess I was right. The engineer liked that. When I say 'on the verge' they said it's still 20 years away before it's widespread, which means they struggle to get funding for this technology that will totally change the world for the better because of the short political cycles. For those that don't know, fusion is when you combine two atoms together to make a different atom with a net energy gain. Usually hydrogen to helium. It is the same as making tiny little sun's on earth. They said China will probably beat them solely because they don't have that obstacle.

Two Dutch guys from the hostel were driving to Krakow today so I got them to give me a lift to the bone church. If I was smart I would have got a lift the entire way to Krakow. The only reason I didn't is because I'd already booked the overnight train and didn't want to pay for an extra night at the Hostel.

We drove around for ages looking for the church. When we arrived it was pretty much exactly what I expected. A church full of bones. It was difficult to remember that these bones belonged to actual people. I sincerely hope that when I die my remains aren't turned into a tourist attraction. It's cool though because it's the church, right?

The bones were originally arranged by a blind monk, who upon completion of the work miraculously had his sight restored. He must have been stoked to find that his blind fumbling turned out pretty good. The bones are mostly skulls and legs that have been quite beautifully arranged. The highlight was the chandelier in the centre of the church. Unfortunately the photos I took that I thought were the bees knees aren't so good.

The other thing I noticed was how small the skulls were. Most of them were very small. I don't know if people used to have smaller heads or if skulls shrink. I would have taken a selfie with one but I think that would be in extremely poor taste.

The Dutch guys dropped me off at the train station and I navigated that travesty back to Prague. The first station didn't have platforms and we walked out onto the tracks to board. The next train was made up of mismatched carriages, some big, some small. The final change was at a station where the signs were glitching out so I had to guess where to go. I failed to guess correctly but after 20 minutes the signs started working again and luckily the train I was supposed to be on was half an hour late.

I spent this evening back at the hostel with some of the people I met. It was a little sad to leave but I had to get the night train, which is where I am now. Tomorrow I should wake up in snowy Krakow. The weather has really turned cold!