Kutna Hora, Czech Republic

Kutna what?? Where is that? Well, it very close to Prague and a perfect place for a day trip if you get bored with the beauty of the capital!

Back in the 15th and 16th century, Kutna Hora was the largest producer of silver in Czech Republic. Due to this massive wealth, it became Prague’s main competitor is every aspect: Trade, culture, politics. As part of the main trading route from Northern Europe to Turkey, it enjoyed a cosmopolitan feel until the silver ran out. It went though a steady decline for centuries, but now it feeds on tourism, through its attraction, the main one being the Sedlec Ossuary.

The Sedlec Ossuary is a sinister type of place. Just like the Catacombs of Paris, was created due to the over crowed cemetery in the town. Unlike the catacombs, the Ossuary is somewhat more sinister. A few years ago, an artist was invited to use the bones and decorate the chapel above. The decorations are incredible, but I have mixed feeling about it. There is a beautiful coats of arms of the town made of bones, but it’s weird to think about what they once were!

It’s worth a visit, but I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea!

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A Thought on Our Imminent Future: The Catacombs, Paris

A badly laid out thought, written in Paris on the 26/12/2013.

While I visited the Catacombs of Paris, I came across something that made me think quite a lot. My question was: “Is the fear of death something that we always carry with us? Even not knowing what it actually means?”

After walking down a few flights of stairs and walking for a few hundred metres through the halls leading to the first stone archway, I had the sight of the first skeletons. A family with a small child, who couldn’t be older than two years of age, walked through the archway with me. Almost instantly, the child started crying and asking to go home. The skeletons were nothing different from what we may see on tv, but what made reality so scary for that child?

Seeing piles and piles of bones, we see ourselves immersed in something that we only see in science books. Is it possible that there is a “genetic” fear to allow entropy to take its course? Is it possible that, even unconsciously, our imminent destiny flooded the heart of that boy?

Too many things to think about. All I know is the pursuit of difficult answers only allows us to come up with ever more difficult questions.