...another Masopust

So I forgot to mention that we were part of another Masopust festival the following day—on Sunday. It was in the larger town of Jindrochuv Hradec. It definitely was not as intimate, but it was still fun. We just paraded down the street in costume into the main square, where they buried winter (which was for some reason symbolized as a cello), and then proclaimed it the last day to eat meat before Lent started. It was funny, because Philip asked me if I wanted any meat, and I was like, sure, I’m hungry, I’ll eat some meat. However, after I saw it, I negated my request. You had to pull the little stick at the end to rip the pig intestine, and then squirt it out like it was icing or something. Gross!

However, after the parade, we went back to the house where all the costumes were, and we sat around the wood stove and listened to a bunch of older people sing Czech folk songs. It was great! I still like the other Masopust celebration better, but this one was also pretty sweet!

We ended the week with a trip to Cesky Krumlov…which was also absolutely amazing!