Day??? Czeching out Prague…

By now you know I’m not that smrt. Hehe. Anyway you may have noticed I can’t count. I don’t know what day Berlin was but I don’t think it was day 5. Meh. 

So we’re in Prague. We arrived late afternoon and went up to Hradčany or Prague Castle (that’s CARstle) which was amazing. It rained a little while we were there just enough for me to pull out my raincoat and then take it off again. Pretty muggy here.
Speaking of muggy, there are so many warnings about pickpockets around here we walked around all watching each other and side stepping everyone. After the castle we walked down through old town and had dinner in a side street NOT on the main square. And we still got ripped off. After our nice meal, beers and shared plate of deep fried cheese (god I hope my trainer isn’t reading this) we got the bill and they slugged us an extra 300 czech doubloons or whatever the heck they are – for sitting outside. Oh and everyone got ripped off exchanging money too. 
Then we went back to the bus and out to the hostel – again split rooms but the girls I’m in with now are pretty quiet. Today was a completely free day for us because we were meeting up with my grandparents for lunch and not doing the optional cruise. So we slept in a bit and then caught the metro into the centre of Prague. What an experience! Nothing in English, well hardly anything. Very cool. Had breakfast at what I’m sure is the Czech version of Gloria Jeans. Had a pecan danish and a not too bad coffee. Yeah – danish for breakfast. Just walked around until lunch, up to the pendulum on the hill. There used to be a statue of Stalin up there but they took it down…for some reason. Then we met up with the grandparents and they shouted us a really nice lunch. It was really good to see them, and funny that its easier to meet up in Prague than Australia. 
We caught the metro back to our hostel and had a pizza and..more beer for dinner. Now I’m about to go to bed because tomorrow we head off to Munich – for more beer. Apparently if we have enough time on the way we’re stopping off at a concentration camp. Sounds like if we’re well behaved they will take us there as a special treat.
– Jen
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