The city is twinned with both my nearest city of Coventry and also Dresden; which are both further on in my journey. They are united in the misery of heavy bombardment in Ww2.
My overnight stay was hosted by IT manager Radim who read my blog and offered me a room in his house. Not just any house, but one he built from scratch over several years with only the help of his father. We got on well.
Radim couldn't help with the council, but I tried the tourism office address dug out for me by Andrea from Slovakia. This first office turned out to be in the brutal former steel mill of Vitkovice. At the town hall I had more luck and got all my requirements sorted.
My last job for the day was to follow Radim's suggestion that I visited some ancient rock formations, but this proved to be a site too far. By the time I eventually found them I could not get the images I hoped for.
After criss-crossing the Polish Czech border all day finding somewhere to eat and stay began to prove a challenge, but by a mixture of luck and judgement I ended up with an impossibly picturesque castle in Poland all to myself for less than the price of a bed in a hostel dormitory in Germany. The former Iron Curtain still has its advantages in terms of price...