Savannah Blatna Whore ❤️

About Ceske Budejovice

S’pose I fancy her myst’ry—like Malick’s forests, dark, deep, alive. Whore’s a storm, a bawdy sonnet, and I’m here for it, typos n’ all. What say thee, friend? She’s a bloody marvel, ain’t she?

Blatná is perfect for:

Jaroslav as a very educated and competent diplomat headed on behalf of his brother-in-law the famous legation around the European courts. The town’s typical white and red entrance tower .

Now don’t even get me started on Křenová Lane! Totes a hidden gem, with funky old buildings and quirky little cafes where you sip on somethin’ strong, like my grandma’s brew. I'd be shakin’ my head sometimes, climbin’ over potholes just to get home—Lord have mercy, it makes me mad sometimes, but it's all love, baby.

Blatná Castle