Trip Start Mar 01, 2012
26Trip End Apr 30, 2012
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7 hours, two apples, a plate of risotto, one coffee, and premier of Footloose (new not old) on Bridgets iPad, we arrive in the enchanting city of Prague (or Praha if you want to be politically and geographically correct). We are immediately welcomed into the city with a 3 mile hike up hill to our hotel (with several breaks to play strip street poker--every street you cross, anew article of clothing is removed). Finally arriving at the hotel wearing on swimsuits (jokes, but the image is slightly entertaining), we settle down and then make fast moves to get something to eat since obviously the risotto couldn't survive for too long after the hike up mount everest. We finally got our indian-food fixin' which was long overdue, and also got a math lesson since the new currency is CZECH and lets just say trying to figure out how much 600 CZECH was and then attempting to tip them along those lines took us the same length of time as it took to stuff our faces with Naan (garlic naan to be exact--heaven)
We then head back to the hotel where I configure plans with Kayla (and the infamous character returns once again for the third time on our trip!). I meet up with her along with 15 other Bucknellians (overwhelming would be an understatement when I walked in to a herd of Bison in a Prague apartment, but it was still so comforting to see familiar faces in the Disneyland of Europe) and then do the Bar scene where I eventually end up sleeping in an extra bunk bed at Kayla's hostel, which was located a hop skip and jump away from the bar (luck was definitely on my side, and Bridgets since me barging in in the whee hours of the morning would of made the next day a little rough).. It was a great night that was defined by dance-off showcases and shaking every tail-feather I possessed as a one-woman-solo event.
Another Europe walk of shame, except this time the scenery was a tad more enjoyable. I thought it was quite entertaining when as I was leaving, the manager of the Hostel that greeted me 4 hours prior to this second rendezvous at 7 am asked if I was going for a nice stroll (naturally assuming that I was a guest at his fine establishment) and I reply, "You could say that"
The tour was 4 hours long and taught me more about Prague than I probably know about San Fran, perhaps America (then again, we still our a nation in our teens compared to these elderly countries who have gone through more wars than we have versions of the iPhone). We were guided by a lovely Texan (their everywhere, I know) who visited the delightful Prague with her husband in 2009 and then on their flight home, they both looked at each other, realizing that there was no reason for them to be in America. So they packed their bag and moved to one of the cheapest countries in all of Europe that is picturesque and probably is showcased right next to the word "Heaven" in the dictionary. If only we all could have husbands that are web-designers so that moving to Prague would be as easy buying a plane ticket back.
For the second half of the day, we grab a vegetarian lunch (our bodies were in need of something green after our pork ankle days) and then tour the other half of Prague, over St
Eventually we start looking for dinner places and get unlucky at 4 different places (which were located at the four corners of the city so we walked our way into starvation) and then we finally walk our exasperated selves into a restaurant that met our only two qualifications at that point: accepted credit cards and served food that did not come from a can (we had five dollars to our name at that point, cash only would have stopped us after ordering drinks). After dinner, we then walk/waddle our way back to our hotel on the hill, and then attempt to stretch our five dollars, 100 CZECH at the local supermarket for tomorrows train ride. 1.5 L of water, three bars, 2 apples, and 2 fruit snacks that I threw in at the last minute so that we could get close to our goal only got us to 75 CZECH ($3.75 USD in case your curious about the conversion)… After this failure to spend $5 (a feat that could have been easily accomplished with a mentos stick and pack of gum at an American walmart), I knew exactly where I would live after I become a poor recent graduate with a $100 in my pocket. Prague is the dreamland for all the frugal souls out there, aka me myself and I.
But both Bridget and I agree that one day was not enough...perhaps a decade would have sufficed.