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The Great Escape

21 August 1968

Kepi Blanc

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The End

Hi,
welcome to my personal web page - you caught me at my beloved spot:
Down Under at Wilsons Promontory on a weekend trip through the  wilderness of an Australian National Park.
No cars, no shops, no electricity - no stress. I wish you could experience that tranquillity, the beautiful beaches washed by the Pacific Ocean and bright, crystal clear stars at night. 
But even on the brightest beach I often picture myself flying an aeroplane on the far away hills ...

Some more pictures from Wilsons Promontory (click back to close the picture window):

I asked myself so many times - how did you get here? From a small picturesque town called Pribor in Czech Republic (does it ring a bell? - yes, Sigmund Freud was born there) to Melbourne? I was nearly forty when we (me, my wife and two children) crossed the Austrian border to enter the world of freedom and joined the army of migrants. 

Eleven months in Austria and I never thanked the Austrian people for their hospitality - so maybe now  is an opportunity. I remember one day in Austria - it was before Christmas and we went to Vienna and parked the car in the underground parking downtown. We asked a man, who parked his car next to us, how to get the parking ticket (everything was new to us in that world). He explained it to us and then we left. When we got back we found an envelope on the windscreen. We opened it and inside was a Christmas Card wishing us a Merry Christmas and ... "I forgot to tell you that the parking is quite expensive here" with two one hundred shilling notes enclosed. Signed as "a Viener". We were all moved by this gesture of somebody to whom we were complete strangers. We never met him again, we never saw him again but he will stay in our hearts forever. 

During our stay in Austria I was torn apart by the situation in my homeland - the Velvet Revolution! Something I was waiting for for twenty years, then I lost any hope for change so I decided to leave my country for the sake of our children - and four months later the Berlin Wall, the image of the cold war, ceased to exist. I wanted to cry, to shout, to explain to everybody that this is something I was waiting for all my life, something I lived for, it's not fair that it's happening without me! But few people (if any at all) were listening. All of the sudden I was on the road but I'd got no destination...

Eleven months later we got off the plane in Melbourne and started new life under the Southern Cross "Down Under". Well, not everything was milk and honey, but it's better now, we stand on our own feet, we know where our place in the society is. Our lives have changed so much! New language, new jobs, new culture - would I have enough courage to do it again? Do not think this way - look ahead. As Anthony Robbins said: "Focus in life on what you want not what  you don't want."

Once, maybe in my future life, I'll write a book. It will be about a family which was about to be the greatest on Earth. About the greatest children and the greatest dreams and the greatest expectations that family had, but they thought the homeland is not great enough to fulfil their great dreams. They forgot it's not the homeland that make the dreams come true, it's the people themself. But is there anybody interested in such a book? There seem to be more writers than readers in today's world. So, for now, I created a web site instead.