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In the Lusatian Mountains, on the border of several protected landscape areas and the national park, there is a small village called Prysk. It can be visited by those who want to get acquainted with the picturesque village in the mountain valley of the Pryský brook, which has provided shelter for people of good will since the 14th century. Locals often say they live in Preškava and call themselves Preškaváci , which is a reference to the original name of the Sudeten German village of Preschkau. From the 1920s, glittering bracelets and beads were created in the local smelter, the beauty and precise design of which could be admired even by women in faraway India. Like cut and painted glass , it has spread from Prešov and the surrounding area all over the world. As in the entire Sudetenland, there were many abandoned houses after the war, many of which have already disappeared in the dust. Nevertheless, even today you can see several traditional log cabins and half-timbered houses , which directly breathe the past.
And those who left the city to breathe better in the local landscape, the Lusatian Mountains , the neighboring Bohemian Central Mountains, the Elbe Sandstones and Bohemian Switzerland offer so much the possibility of walks, walks, trips, trails and tours, that you may slip your hiking boots here. In the old house , which we repair for you by hand and with love, you can put your head down and prepare thoroughly for the sweet doing nothing or as a basecamp for more demanding hikes or sports in the area. Around historical artifacts and within the walls of stories written, we dance to the top to maintain the good, while bringing comfort and contemporary achievements to the rooms. We appreciate what previous generations left us at Cimra and we firmly believe that you will appreciate it too. Two bedrooms and a cozy living room are waiting for your visit. Come, flood yourself, drink coffee, listen to the crunch of worms and let the beneficial sounds of village life and deer in heat rush on each other from the terrace. Welcome to our Cimra!