As fate would have it, I was able to return. As I approached Pilsen, I savored the view of St. Bartholomew's steeple against the backdrop of the three hills of Krkavec, Chlum, and Radyn . There, between the hills, at the confluence of the four rivers M e, Radbuza, -hlava and slava, lay my home, waiting for me.
Nothing beats returning home.
One is greeted with the same lovely view on approaching from Prague. The old trading route is guarded on the right by Radyn and on the left by the 505 meter-high forested Krkavec, which also dominates the approaches from Most, Karlovy Vary, and Rozvadov. Underneath its TV tower at the top, one finds a lookout for tourists, as well as Kostincov's cottage. It was in a country restaurant in this area that my father lived out his youth with his parents. As a first-grader, he would walk to school all the way to Chot kov.