Prague

Yet another place where we struggled to find the hostel. The blumming thing was a right hideaway, we walked around the whole block to find that it was right where we started. Grr. Anyway, we found it, right next to ‘Erotic City’ shop. Oioi.

We headed out to grab some food when we got there, but after I suggested we just go and buy a pizza from a supermarket and cook it back at the hostel, we went and did that instead. We were very mistaken into thinking there was an oven in the hostel, so I produced a fiiiiine microwaved calzone ;) Tasted good anyway, oven baked or not. More of a student life than I had when I was actually a student.

The next day we actually wandered further than the Starbucks down the road and headed to the old town square to watch the nooooon show of the astronomical clock. It was terrible. We waited over half an hour for that atrocity. Laughable though. Especially as as soon as the ‘show’ finished everybody cheered and in all of their different languages clearly went ‘well that was a load of ****!’

We spent our day wandering around Prague. I really liked it – much much more than Berlin. We headed up to the castle via Charles bridge, which was actually a really nice bridge (Nanny, you would have loved it!). The whole way across it were biblical statues, and there was a bit of gold on one of them that everybody was touching and getting photos with it, so we assumed that it was for good luck, and so we made sure we touched it too. Lucky, lucky, lucky now!

After a bit of a wander, we got faced with loooads of steps, grooooan.
But the view at the top was definitely worth it!

For some reason, the castle was covered in blue stuff that covers scaffolding, so we just went straight through to the cathedral which was a far sight more impressive than Lincoln. It's sooo pretty.

Nothing else much happened here really that I can think of writing about right now. Apart from the discovery of McCafés. Mate. England is missing a trick over there, McCafé’s are great. They’re separate to McDonalds, and are actual cafés. So great and so cheap.

And that’s pretty much that. Toodaloo!

P.s. I have not yet mentioned how upset that Alice was when she realised that she left her spoon in the Amsterdam hotel. Close to tears, so funny. “My spooooooon, I left my spoooooon”