After our tour of house 191 and the orchard in Oldřiš, we were invited into Jacka and Jindrich’s home.
Being a cold day, they offered coffee and a shot of Becherovka, famous in Czechia.
That went so well that Jindrich insisted we try his homemade slivovice. People take their plums to a distillery, who distill the plum brandy and return your own slivovice.
In Czechia, it’s rude to not accept someone’s hospitality, so…
Then Jindrich offered that surely we must want a sausage. We declined.
I excused myself to get some KC shirts from the car for gifts. With that, Jacka appeared with a bottle of their homemade slivovice for us.
On our way to the car, Cathy stopped at house 191 again. She stepped inside.
Mark: Cathy. What are you doing?
Cathy: Just give me a minute.
Joseph: Yes, Katerina. We've been waiting for you. We're all here.
Josephine and me
Frantiska and Joseph
Terezie and Ferdinand
Cathy: I can't believe it. How did you know I was coming?
Joseph: We've been watching over you for a long time. We know.
Ferdinand: We want you to go to Pustá Rybná, where we're all from.
Terezie: Yes, you'll meet the rest of the family there.
Frantiska: Now hurry along, Katka. Don't mention this to anyone.
Josephine: And come visit me in Kansas.
Cathy: OK. Goodbye. So glad I got to meet you all.
Mark: What was that all about?
Cathy: Oh, nothing.
As we drove away from Oldřiš, I noticed that our bottle of slivovice had been opened.