So there we were, walking aimlessly around Brno. Camel tries to think of interesting places we can visit in Brno (it's always a problem if you're a local). I follow contentedly whilst soaking up the sun and appreciating the environment (easy when someone's showing you around). An unusual couple we were: black hair against brown, blue eyes against chinky squints and yellow skin against white.
We can visit the brewery. I wrinkle my nose in disgust at the very thought of it. What about St. Thomas' Abbey? What's there? It's an abbey. I resist the strong urge to roll my eyes. Gregor Mendel was a priest there. Double take. Gregor Mendel? The Gregor Mendel? Father of modern genetics? Ya.
Brisk walk. And we arrive at the abbey. It's been converted to the Mendel Museum of Genetics with displays of his personal belongings alongside his life story. His very own notes detailing his experiments were also exhibited with an explanation on his discoveries.
The grounds are quiet. Around the ruins of the greenhouse where Mendel supposedly conducted his experiments on peas, Augustinian monks make their way to religious duties, their robes brushing against the graveled paths. The quiet environment is conducive for contemplation as Mendel strides across the courtyard into his greenhouse where his discoveries will revolutionize the study of modern-day Biology.
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