This is just a short video clip as I traveled from the area from Cejl Street back to the main train station in Brno. Just though I would let you get a sense of actually being here. Some of you will find this to be a bit old hat but some of you who are from small towns may find it interesting. Come to Brno and ride with me through the city.
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