From the upper end of Seninka to Valašská Polanka

 
Just as the falling drops of water eroded the heads of convicts in the Špilberk prison in Brno, she attacked my constantly repeated request of my wife when we would finally go to Seninka, as I had vaguely promised her about 730 days ago. Since my brain was beginning to be eaten away by this, I agreed on the condition that the rest of the day would be devoted to a visit to the Vsetín castle and a beautiful…