April 25-26 was our second time around in Valtice, a famous wine region in the Czech Republic. Of course this time around wasn't as much fun for me since I couldn't participate in the wine tasting. But it was a great weekend trip and a fun crowd to hang around. One of Daša's friends is a photographer and he let us have copies of his pictures too. So I have some regular group photos, then some neat artistic photos of the area which will be next. I am WAY behind again on posting so stuff from earlier in April, will have to come later. Sorry, I am lazy.
Martin is trying on his protective gear. He had an allergic reaction and broke out in hives on his legs before the trip and everyone wanted to make sure he was well protected.
Franta busting out the accordion a little early. Where are the dancers?
A toast to start off the evening! The preggo girl will just take the pictures, oh joy.
Deep conversation, well, not really.
Lunch time!
Ah, it's so hard to talk when one person is sober, the other isn't, and oh yeah, he doesn't speak English either.
Yummy, grilled pork knee. One of our favorite dishes here.
The evening begins, back in the Dvoraček wine cellar, for some wine tasting. Once again, I'll just watch.
Brian and I didn't make it late night. One, it's not so much fun if you can't drink, and two, Brian wasn't feeling very well.
Martin's wine glass holder.
Fedor, up to his ears in wine, heading home.
Martin is trying on his protective gear. He had an allergic reaction and broke out in hives on his legs before the trip and everyone wanted to make sure he was well protected.
Franta busting out the accordion a little early. Where are the dancers?
A toast to start off the evening! The preggo girl will just take the pictures, oh joy.
Deep conversation, well, not really.
Lunch time!
Ah, it's so hard to talk when one person is sober, the other isn't, and oh yeah, he doesn't speak English either.
Yummy, grilled pork knee. One of our favorite dishes here.
The evening begins, back in the Dvoraček wine cellar, for some wine tasting. Once again, I'll just watch.
Brian and I didn't make it late night. One, it's not so much fun if you can't drink, and two, Brian wasn't feeling very well. 
Martin's wine glass holder.
Fedor, up to his ears in wine, heading home.
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