“Did someone say beer?” Those words, whispered centuries ago, echo the very soul of Pilsen Gate. It’s more than just an archway. This gate, the Pilsen Gate, is a portal to a past where bad beer sparked a revolution. Imagine, in 1838, citizens watching in disgust as 36 barrels of undrinkable ale were dumped right here. This wasn’t just a spillage; it was a breaking point. The Pilsen Gate witnessed their outrage, their vow to brew something better. Thus began the quest for a beer worthy of the name “Pilsner”. This gateway saw the arrival of Josef Groll, a Bavarian brewer with a dream. Using local ingredients and groundbreaking techniques, he crafted a masterpiece. The crisp, golden liquid, known today as Pilsner Urquell, flowed from this very city and out into the world, changing beer forever. So, as you pass through Pilsen Gate, remember, it’s not just stone and mortar you’re walking through. It’s the legacy of a city that dared to demand a better brew, a legacy that lives on in every sip of golden Pilsner.
Dolní Břežany
Could this grand Renaissance castle have once been a humble medieval fortress? It’s true! This is Dolní Břežany, dominated by