In the morning, I have trouble getting up on my feet; I can feel the burning of my scraped calves, which I scratched yesterday from the snow. One could not tell how yesterday's 40 km would destroy me - just pour 20 cm of slushy, sliding snow on a 10 km path, and a leisurely walk becomes an interesting challenge. I like waking up with sore feet and falling asleep pleasantly exhausted. This is the world I understand and enjoy. This is the world where I feel alive.... The landscape passes by the windows of the train. I rest my head on Jan's shoulder, next to us are backpacks filled with sleeping bags, food and a tent, the sun is shining through the windows and we are heading to Šumava. Just the two of us. The silence is strange, but pleasant. Will we have something to talk about for two days without anyone constantly interrupting us and demanding our attention? Just the two of us and the mountains around us. We step off the train at Lipno nad Vltavou around 15:45 and start w...