Wine Czech Republic. Lednice Castle + wine cellars of Mikulov

Moravia is an amazing region of the Czech Republic. That's funny! She's funny and smiling. And people in it live cheerful and happy. This is because they produce and drink local wine. (First they make wine, and then they drink it.) In the daytime, wine is produced, and in the evening non-working – drink. Moravian wine is the best! So say Moravans - residents of this cheerful part of the Czech Republic. And they are willing to share their fun with everyone who comes here. It is a good wine to drink, and it has different flavors and colors. There is, however, one horseshoe, and you should know about it - in the process of tasting beautiful Moravian wines, sommelier can ask a tricky question: "And still whose wine is better?" Is it my neighbor's, or is it foreign? God forbid you to choose one of the options. The correct answer goes something like this: Moravia rules!

Yes, yes, that's right, to praise all their vaunted wine, so as not to be left without wine guilty.

And on this wonderful note, let me take you through Moravia's most beautiful castle, the Glacier. Wealth, luxury, splendor. Abundance, pomp, chic. Lots, lots, lots. This is the castle of Liechtenstein (which now has its own kingdom-state for thirty lands).

But the most interesting thing is the garden. There it is.

You will think, “What did the artist mean?” There's everything. That's it! I even mentally imagine the picture: Prince Liechtenstein is confused in an expensive robe (there is no time to change) - he thinks, creates, the atmosphere of the palace composes, thoughts come to his gray, excavated head different one another beautifully, eyes burn with spiritual fire. Here he pulls out a piece of pencil from behind his ear and sketches the twenty-fifth room, his hand dances frantically on paper, thoughts are asked out, ideas are rushing wildly at the malbert. And then the garden architect quietly comes back to the prince and carefully rubs his shoulder, distracts the prince with a stupid question: “What about the garden?” The prince will get angry, he will freak out! And he will answer loudly in three letters: "Everything!!!" (Everything, they say, do...probably... this is what the prince wanted to say). At least that's what the gardener thought.

So we did it all. What's not there? There is a minaret. Got an aqueduct. There's an old castle. Boats on the river. Greenhouse. Temple of Apollo. Three Grace Pavilion. The obelisk. Collonade. Fountain. Chapel. The water station. Hunting castle. Belvedere.

They built, built, and built. And when everything was ready, they reported to the prince. That's it, the breadwinner. And an obelisk, and a minaret, and a belvedere! And even a whole old castle! “No,” says the prince, “don’t be whole.” Demolish the part. The builders scratched the back of the head, they were silent ... but there is nothing to do - the prince said, he knows better.

They put a note in their diary.

- You don't need an aqueduct.

- How is that? the builders are confused.

- And why? – sums up the count.

Well, yeah...really... You don't have anything to say. Why the whole aqueduct?

- And the river 200 meters to the left please move — continues to pour ideas creative count.

- And the paths in the garden, but better! 7 kilometers. My wife likes to walk. Let him walk.

- And plant trees of all countries on them!

“Are you, excuse me, on the political map, or on the meridians and parallels to plant a plant?” the workers are ashamed to ask.

The prince didn't answer. He just stared at them with a terrible eye. So they left, bowing to the waist, with a mute question in their eyes.

And they planted a variety of strange plants throughout the garden.

In general, it is quite clear that Morava has something to do and what to see. I invite you to this amazing place! We will visit the fairy-tale castle, walk through the garden, take bright photos in the botanical corner, swim on a small boat in a quiet backwater, climb the minaret, look at various wonders of garden architecture. We will have lunch at the locals in the folklore tavern, and then go to the “epicenter of winemaking” of Morava – the beautiful city of Mikulov! There you will have to taste the best wine of all times and peoples and praise it resoundingly.