A couple of weeks ago I saw an ad on a bus shelter for the Wings for Life World Run, which I had never heard of before. I went home and did a bit of research, and then signed up on the same day. Turns out it’s a new thing, and it’s quite an unusual concept for a race.
Basically the idea is that the event takes place all over the world at the same time, i.e. some people will be running it during the day and some at night (it starts at 10.00 UTC, which is 13.00 here). At each location there’s a start line, but no fixed finish line, so you’re not running for time, you’re running for distance.
The way that works is there’s a catcher car at each race location— It gives the runners a half-hour head start, and then it slowly inches forward and starts to overtake them, one by one. There’s a sensor on the catcher car that triggers your timing chip when the car passes you, and then you’re done. You can then find out your official distance (as opposed to most races, where you would get an official time), and you’ll be ranked against every other participant in the world.
Eventually what happens is that the respective cars catch everyone, and the person who runs the farthest wins. There are also other prizes— like being the best in your age group, for example.
The only goal is to stay ahead of the catcher car as long as you can. I’m hardly the fastest runner in the world, but I’m sure having a car chasing me will add some fuel to my proverbial fire.
So it looks like I’m finally going to get to see Alanya, and what an exciting way to do it! I’ve decided to make a weekend of it and stay a couple of nights, taking in the sights and all that. It’s shaping up to be an interesting excursion, to say the least.
I know a lot of you are doing the 100 Happy Days challenge, and I’m in the middle of mine, as well. Although it involves submitting a photo every day, the challenge is less about photography and more of an exercise in mindfulness and gratitude. It’s also a great way to see the patterns in what makes you happy— it’s no surprise that a lot of my happiness seems to involve food, fitness, and exploring the city.
I’m really enjoying seeing everyone’s #100happydays photo sets; feel free to link to yours below if you’d like to share.
It wasn’t until I started researching my trip to Prague that I learned the city not only has something of a reputation for good hot chocolate, but there is a surprising amount of competition for the label “best hot chocolate in Prague.” The signature offering at Café Louvre came highly recommended; their chocolate is simple but delicious, and the accompanying cakes were spectacular.
My second evening in town, as the temperature dropped and I tired of sightseeing, I consulted my map to find the best option for hot chocolate on the way back to the hotel. I ended up at Choco Café, which is really for people who know much more about chocolate than I do. They have a selection of single-estate chocolates and whatnot, and those with trained palettes can tell you the difference in flavour profiles between the estates. I personally don’t find chocolate on its own to be that interesting, but I do like it mixed with other stuff, so I went for the dark hot chocolate with strawberry-coconut liqueur, fresh strawberries (at the bottom), whipped cream, and a wafer.
It was, quite comfortably, the best hot chocolate I’ve ever had in my life. I went back to Choco Café every single day for the remainder of the trip. I even had lunch there one day, because they have a regular food menu in addition to their three-page hot chocolate menu.
I did have a few other hot chocolates in Prague, but in my opinion, Choco Café deserves to be known as the place to go.
When I was in Prague in February, one of my top priorities was to ride the paternoster in Pasáž Lucerna. The general idea behind a paternoster is that it’s an open perpetual lift that can also double as a do-it-yourself amputation machine. Paternosters are few and far between these days due to safety regulations, but there are still a handful dotted around Prague as well as other cities in Europe.
If I’d left my foot there, my toes would have been history.
The sign warning passengers to disembark. Theoretically one should be able to ride over the top gear (or under the bottom gear) safely, so I’m not sure why this particular paternoster had warning signs, but I didn’t stay on to find out.
I took a short video to demonstrate how it works:
Given increasing legal issues regarding safety, I think it won’t be that many more years before paternosters are extinct (or at least not available for public use), so if you want to ride, it’s probably best not to wait too much longer.