Park Inn, Prague

... avoid Starbucks because they're coffee is evil and they're taking over the world. In the Czech republich and elsewhere in Europe, they make a better cup of coffee and you get twice as much. Its weird how the coffee cups and glasses of water and soda here as so tiny. You get, like two sips...and the coffee is pretty weak..or am I just used to being blasted with a huge helping of caffiene? Needless to say, theres always a LONG line at Starbucks in Europe. It ...

... we weren't allowed to take pictures.  Next, we checked out a small chapel that had the remains of a Czech princess (sadly, no flash allowed so the quality of the pics is poor.)  Finally, we strolled down the Golden Lane.  I'm not quite sure how it got this name because it isn't even gold, but it had some cute little touristy shoppes.  This brought an end to Prague Castle and we then headed to the actual city.The first site we saw was the Lennon Wall ...

... and rip-off prices abounded. There are even two huge Tesco superstores. As tourists ourselves we are in no position to comment, but I would like to think that we pay the country and its occupants a little more respect than many of these people were. Enough of the rant. Prague is one of the few cities to have escaped serious damage to its buildings during WW2 (although the damage to its occupants was as great as any). The ...

... apple strudel and doughnuts! Once we were equipped and ready to face the day we headed out to the nearby tram stop and travelled in true Prague tram style to the Petrin Funicular. Our ascent was accompanied by many Mediterranean tourists while the descending car was empty. At the top we enjoyed the scenery but lamented the unexplained closure of the viewing tower. In order to get a view of the city across the river Vltava (Moldau) we walked down to the ...

... and dang it! There was 2 large groups of Japanese tour groups already in line. So much for a peaceful opening. Doors opened and the rush began. The signs said no photos, but the Japanese tourists were like a paparazzi gaggle with all of the camera flashes going off. More entered and added to the camera flash display. This cathedral was huge and using a flash would do nothing except annoy people like me. Anyways, since they were not getting yelled at for taking pictures, I ...

... and colorful shops. A very steep walk, so beware, but it is quaint and has great views when strolling down! 24. Visit the Beer Factory, a unique bar off of Wenceslas Square that features tables with built-in beer taps that automatically serve beer. Afterwards, the table pays by the liter. 25. Simply wander aimlessly through old town's cobblestoned streets. Getting lost among the back shops and buildings outside of the tourist throngs make the city truly come to life.

... 9pm and I'm gettýng dolled up. I roll up to place by 10. The show was over. My attempt to go out tonight then proved to be a futile one and I'm not so much disappointed in the fact that I missed the show as in myself for having been so presumptuous as to thýnk that shows here would start as late as they do in the States. Why would I assume that when I'm in a completely different ...

... de una suiza divina y loquísima llamada Eude. El partido con Holanda fue triste, pero ayer vimos el que ganaron contra Finlandia así que todo el mundo salió a celebrar. Fuimos todos los del curso y la cuenta fue loquísima: acá le van a uno marcando palitos en una hoja y al final se paga. Bueno, la cuenta sumó la bobadita de 98 cervezas entre 9 personas (de a 0,5 L). Aún, así no pagué más de 20 mil ...

... judío y todos los otros que no están en el típico recorrido de tour. De resto, mucha vida checa. La comida es espectacular. Mucho cerdo, asi que no muy apta para judíos o vegetarianos, pero excelente... ¡¡¡Y mucha cerveza!!!! Dios mío, me ha encantado toda la vida, pero esto acá es la gloria... Es impresionante, porque es taaan barata y el sabor es increíble!!! Me gozo cada una enormemente (y eso que el tiempo entre ...

... as the tourist boats plied the blue-black river and I heard the tolling of distant church bells. A tram sped by, the clacking flash of the cables illuminating the roof as the passengers below stared glumly through the pilsner-colored lighting. I forged on through the streets and found a cozy restaurant near my hotel and went inside. I lifted a finger to a passing waitress to indicate I was alone. Frazzled she shook her head violently as though I'd asked for scalp of her ...