It's our last day in Prague. I have an hour to kill before Brandon and I head off to the airport. I'll post again with pictures from the trip, but I am warning you now, they do not do this city justice. Even with my fancy shamcy camera, I cannot capture the magnificence of this city.
Our hostel was right around the corner from the Old Town Square withe Astronomical clock - the one that chimes every hour with these little turning statues. It's a lot of hype by todays standards, but when it was built it was quite a technological feat.
We were a little nervous coming into the hostel. All of the reviews online were either glowing or terrible. It was the only one with beds available. No bed bugs here! The walls were a bit thin, but the location was perfect.
I'll give you the history lesson with the photo post later, but here are some travel adventures for you...
We almost missed our shuttle to the London airport, because the London bus driver was being typical and did wait for us to come down the steps from the top levelbut we made it and got through security with no trouble. We landed in Prague and proceeded to try to find our taxi that we had reserved wsince it was about midnight by the time we arrived and knew that we didn't want to attempt public transportation at that hour. We had our first and pretty much last language issue, but finally found the man waiting with our name on a sign.
It was really convienet being able to speak english the entire trip. We found English tours led by American transplants to Prague. Most shop keepers and wait staff speak enough English to serve tourists. It was also a little bit frustrating. We were really looking forward to the adventure of figuring out how to communicate with locals. The only word i have figured out is, dekuju - thank you - just about the only word you need in any foreign country.
Friday I almost got hit by a car. oops, i looked the wrong way while crossing the street. Czech people drive on the same side as in the US and I crossed as if I were in London. Saturday we went on a pub crawl. Essential we huing out with every American in Prague. Our professor was not joking when he said that Amercians pretty much flock to Prague these days. Just about everywhere we went, we could find the other Americans in the crowed. We went to a Halloween party at a killer night club. I know it's a sterotype - but Czechs really can party. Sunday went off with out a hitch - for us.
The joy (or maybe downside) of hostels are the people you encounter. We shared a room with some Brits who thought it would be funny to lock their buddy out of the room by pushing a bunk bed up against the door. Well, we all fell asleep before he came back. I was the only one sober enough to wake up to him trying to open the door. So, I tried and failed to move the bunk bed with a sleeping man on it. Brandon finally woke up and helped. Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep.
More to come later - after I get my piles of backlogged homework finished!
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