A change of currency
Trip Start Mar 29, 2006
232Trip End Feb 28, 2007
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I had the best breakfast. There was hot stuff and ham stuff, cheesy stuff and cold fruit stuff, cereals, coffee in large cups and lots of small bricks. The blasť breakfasters now take their reading material to breakfast. 24 hours in each others company, 7 days a week you don't have a lot more to talk about.
We found our way out of town very successfully...more so than when entering. We were headed north and just like in Salzburg our hotel was poised on the northern exit. We drove over the Danube and headed for the border. For the first time we had our passports checked. We were now in the Czech republic. We stopped at the first petrol station we approached to find a toilet, have a hot drink and check our bearings
We wiggled our way across country at one point enjoying the rural outlook and the farming communities. We rejoined the highway south of the capital and roared into Prague along an excellent road...as good as any further south.
The Ibis hotel was easy to find. It was but a hundred metres off the main road into the centre and it had an underground car park into which we drove and parked once again in the Ibis reserved area. The room was identical to the Ibis in Vienna except for one chair...it was green instead of orange. It was equally as hot but this time we could open the window fully.
Leaving it open we went for a walk around the block to work up an appetite. It was a large block and on one of the busiest roads...the east west throughway but it was interesting though not in the city centre. The shop fronts were rather austere in the old Russian way as I recall from my journey there in the seventies. There were lots of eateries to choose from, many hotels and four sex shops with unoriginal names like Erotic City. Also, at least two casinos. So the Czechs have a choice. They can either gamble their wages away or throw it in the direction of a whore. Either way there is naught left for the family at home.
Having done a full circuit of these streets we settled on a well lit restaurant with brick walls, wooden tables and chairs and red tablecloths. It was well patronised and the menu looked interesting.