My 66th Birthday

June 03, 2014  •  Leave a Comment

I spent the morning of my birthday walking up a 'Slag Heap' called 'Halda Ema'.  

My Czech Birth Cert Czech Birth CertTranslation

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My photographer friend Jiri Hrdina collected me at the hotel and after a short tram ride we walked to Halda Ema

Me And Jiri

Halda Ema is a man made hill on the outskirts of Ostrava. It was built out of the waste materials from mining.  

A hard climb

The top of Ema

 

 

 

 

 

To be honest, at one point, I doubted that I was going to survive my 66th birthday.

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the view from the top.

Ostrava

 

  We walked back into Ostrava past disused mine buildings and miners housing  ...... 

Miners Houses

Old Mine Building

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

......we headed into town for my meeting with Sladovník Zdeněk, Head of Foreign Department. at Ostrava Town Hall.

 

Outside Ostrava Town Hall

Mr.Sladovnik Zdenek and me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mr Sladovnik was  friendly but wasn’t quite sure why I was there. Hana Lojkaskova his P.A (who took the photograph) was more enthusiastic about my visit and story and presented me with a gift.

 

 

Ostrava Town Hall

After the meeting I took photographs from the observation platform at the top of the Town Hall.

Old OstravaVitkovice Iron work in the background

30.Dubna Apartment Blocks

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Czech Drivers understand roundabouts

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ostrava is an Industrial citydespite the closing of the Iron Works.

 

While I walked uptown I had to shelter from a thunderstorm.

Heavy Rain Heavy Rain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then I met the Kilduffs and their son in the Coffee Bus.

The Kilduffs

                                                                                               

  After chatting to the Kilduffs I returned to the hotel to meet Martin Netocny.  

Martin

Martin is a photography student of Jiri Hrdina at the Ostrava Secondary School of the Arts.

The Irish Times had asked me to get photographs of me on the trip. Martin had agreed to take pictures on the next part of my journey.

Driving through the night, I had rented a car, we stayed overnight in Brzescze, Poland at the Hotel Babel.

We spent the evening into the night of my 66th birthday drinking Polish beer in the Hotel Bar and chatting about 1960s music ........... just up the road from Auschwitz-Berkinau.


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