Sep 28, 2011
I manage to raise my weary head and check out, only to promptly check back in again. My plan of leaving today scuppered by the late start, as this next leg needs to begin early. I will myself to stay in and rise early tomorrow. With the girls sadly gone I'm left to potter about the place alone, until I meet a decent Aussie guy doing something similar to me. He's staying on the road as long as he can, having traveled up through Africa on his way North towards Estonia. We compare notes for a while, then, as ever, I end up pissed in The Prague Beer Museum. I would advise you to go. The Czech Republic has the best beers in the world, and even the ugly women are gorgeous.