Saturday in Prague
Written while I was in prague:
I'm sat in the youth hostel at the moment, writing this on the back of some of the hostel's comment forms, as, dipstick that I am, I remembered a pen but forgot to bring any paper. Tomorrow I'll buy a notebook of some discription. Everyone else has gone out clubbing this evening, to what is purportedly Europe's largest nightclub. I hate nightclubs, invariably feeling hot, claustrophobic and lonely in equal measures. Seeing as I have this problem in the Union, I'd imagine that a saturday night in a club full of drunken stag parties and people I can't understand would be far worse. I'm much happier sat here, plugged into my ipod having a bit of a relax so that Im raring to go tomorrow morning to see Prague itself. There will be plenty of other opportunities for socialising, including he pub crawl that is already planned.
Prague, so far, is lovely. It is very much like the old german and austrian towns I remember from my childhood (such a long long time ago!), and feels somehow comfortingly familiar. I'll try to provide a much more indepth 'city tour' once all my pictures have been developed and scanned.
The city definately wins bonus points for value. When you can buy three drinks and still get change from a 100 Koruna notes (That's about £2.50) you know you're doing well. We had a treat for lunch today, eating in one of the more expensive restaurants in the square. A three course meal with drinks sil cost only abou £13. Not bad at all.
The journey over here was fairly uneventful, although I do wonder why people are so alergic to seatbelts. Why is it so difficult to understand the instruction to leave seatbelts fastened until the captain turns of the sign? One would almost think that people thought the seat belts were poisonous snakes, so eager were they to be free of them. It's not like their painful, have patience people!
End of the day, I am going to read my book and listen to some chilled music now.