Hotel Archibald at the Charles Bridge
Na Kampě 15
118 00 Praha
Tel: 2-57531-430; Fax: 2-57533-168
Email: kampabooking@archibald.cz; Web: www.archibald.cz
26 rooms. Singles: 4000 Kč; Doubles: 4000 Kč to 6700 Kč ($1 = 20 Kč)

Kampa Island is a quiet little enclave on the Mala Strana side of the river, just steps from Charles Bridge and a few minutes walk from most of the major sights.
The Archibald at the Charles Bridge builds on this great location with a friendly staff and charming rooms in a historic building.
Rooms on the square side can be noisy, despite the hotel being in a traffic free zone. Riverside rooms are quiet, and some offer views of the river and the Charles Bridge.
Only the noise issue, and some minor problems with fixtures keep this hotel from getting my top rating.
Note that there in no elevator, and the hotel has three floors. Also, only deluxe rooms have air conditioning (though it’s seldom needed in Prague).

You can check availability and reserve rooms on-line for the Archibald at the Charles Bridge.

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Berliners are famous for their biting, sarcastic sense of humor, and a penchant for naming objects in their home town. Here are a few of them:

Officially known as the Weltkugelbrunnen (World Ball Fountain), Berliner's refer to it as the Wasserklops (water meatball).

The Haus der Kulturen, which houses changing exhibits honoring multiculturalism and world cultures, is usually known as the Pregnant Oyster, but during the mid to late 1970's it was called Jimmy Carter's Smile.

The German Chancellory Building (sort of the German White House), whose design was approved under the leadership of Chancellor Helmut Kohl, is known as Kohl's Wash Machine. At more than 3/4 of a million square feet, it's also been dubbed the Kohlosseum.

During the early 1990's, following reunification with East Germany, Berlin became the largest construction site in the world. Construction cranes were such a common feature of the Berlin skyline that Berliner's named the crane the National Bird.

This communist-era statue of Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels stands not far from the Berlin Cathedral. Marx is Commie Claus. Hop up in his lap and tell him what you would in your stocking five years from now.

While the new US Embassy was under construction, the Starbuck's across the square from the site was The Temporary Embassy of the United States of America.

And last, but not least the TV Tower on Alexanderplatz, visible from just about anywhere in central Berlin, is known as The Big Asparagus.

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You may have a dim childhood memory of hearing a fairy tale about some animals who set out to become musicians. This was one of the folk tales collected and published by the Brothers Grimm, and is known as the Bremen Town Musicians (Bremer Stadtmusikanten). In the story a donkey, a dog, a cat and a rooster, all past their prime and on the verge of being killed by their owners, set out together to earn their fortunes as musicians in the city of Bremen.

At the end of their first day on the road they see the lights of a nearby cottage; inside, a band of robbers is enjoying a mound of ill gotten food. The donkey, being the smartest of them, comes up with a plan: the four of them stand at the cottage window, the rooster on top of the cat, who stands on the dog, who stands on the back of the donkey. All at once they begin making their “music” ­— braying, barking, meowing and crowing. The sudden racket frightens off the robbers, and the Musicians invade the house to eat their fill.

Later that night, the robbers return and send one of the bunch in to investigate. In the pitch dark he sees the eyes of the cat. Thinking they are glowing embers, he reaches over to light a match on them. In a split second the cat spits at him and claws him across the face; as the robber runs for the door the dog bites him on the leg. Outside, the donkey lands a solid kick, while the rooster crows at the top of his lungs.

Running screaming back to his companions, he tells them he was attacked by a witch who scratched him with her long nails, a man with a knife who stabbed him in the leg, a huge beast who hit him with a club, and worst of all, the devil himself screaming to bring the man up to the rooftop. The robbers abandon the cottage to the animals, who have live there happily for the rest of their days.

Despite the title of the fairy tale, the musicians never actually make it to Bremen, but I did, my first visit in many years. This time I was guiding a family who's father had emigrated from Bremen in the 1920's, and we had a chance to see the house that he grew up in, as well as wander through the old town that he would have known well. Bremen was heavily bombed in World War II, but the Gothic Rathaus (Town Hall) shown on the left survived almost undamaged, while other sections of the old town have been rebuilt to appear as they were before the war.

We also made a trip to Bremerhaven, just about 50 miles down river from Bremen. Bremen has always been an important shipping port, although it doesn't actually lie on the coast. Ships of the Middle Ages could easily travel up the Weser River to the city to load and unload cargo, but in the early 19th century, as ships got bigger and the river began to silt up, Bremen made a decision to build a new port at the mouth of the river on the North Sea. Bremerhaven (Bremen Harbor) is now one of the busiest ports in Europe. We took a drive through the port area, past thousands of new cars sitting on the docks with no destination in mind -- a sign of the slow economy.

Most impressive to me in Bremerhaven was a new museum, the German Emigration Center. In all, nearly 7 million Germans emigrated during the 19th and 20th centuries (mostly to the USA, but others to Canada or South America). Upon entry, you are given a "passport" with the name and birth date of a real person who emigrated from Germany. As you move through the museum, key points with a card symbol give you more information about your person -- their early history, education and status in Germany, reasons for emigration, and what became of them in the US after they arrived.

Exhibits include a re-creation of the docks where emigrants would have said their last goodbyes to family they would likely never see again. After boarding the ship, you are led through cabins from three different eras: a sailing ship, a steam ship and a large ocean liner. The cabin of the ocean liner was actually from the same ship that my tour group's father had left Germany on. After arrival in the new world, you are given a taste of what it would have been like to come through Ellis Island. And at the end, you have a complete picture of the life of the person who's passport you are carrying (mine was Carl Laemmle, founder of Universal Studios). I wonder if that makes me family? All in all Bremen and Bremerhaven are well worth a look if you're heading for northern Europe.

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Bad Essen in Germany is probably not a town you have heard of, and one not likely to show up in most English language guide books. It's not even mentioned in most German guidebooks. About the only reference is usually to the nearby Varus Battle, a 1st century clash between a Roman Legion and united Germanic tribes. The few surviving Romans were sent running with their tails between their legs, and the Romans never again tried to conquer this area.

I visited Bad Essen recently with a group that was visiting extended family in Germany. I often guide private groups to the land their family had emigrated from. Frequently they just want to see the village or the area that their great-grandparents (or great-great-great . . . ) had come from from, but every few years I have a group that still has contact with relatives in the old country. Usually these are people whose parents or grandparents left early in the 20th century, and they still have uncles, aunts or cousins living in the home village.

For me this is a chance to peek inside a local's home, learn a little more about their culture and lifestyle, stretch my language abilities (since few of these groups speak the mother language, and the European relatives speak only a little English), and also a chance to see a part of the country I've never been to before.

Bad Essen turned out to be a pleasant, and very pretty little spa town that just hasn't had much luck marketing itself to the outside world. The local family arranged an English-speaking guide to take us on a walk through the village history, which stretches back over 1000 years. In addition to the town church and lots of beautifully preserved half-timbered houses we also visited a pharmacy museum, housed in a pharmacy that dates to the 18th century, as well as a working water-powered grist mill. You can find out more about Bad Essen at www.badessen.info (German only).

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