Prague
We have gone beyond the old iron curtain, and we are seeing Prague in all of it's un-bombed splendor. After a little trouble with trains from Dresden, we arrived here about 6pm yesterday. Someone was handing out hostel info on the train, so we snapped that up and proceeded to find the hostel when we arrived. Try to imagine, if you can, an old gymnasium/basketball-court stuffed with 100 bunkbeds and lockers. Once you can comprehend that idea, you can understand our sleeping situation. It's actually pretty cool and chummy though, and, considering it's only 200 crowns (about 7 euros), there's nowhere I'd rather be.
We slept for something like 11 hours last night after an exhausting journey, but today we've been walking the town and seeing the sights. I don't know the first thing about their language here, but everyone seems to have a working knowledge of English. That seems to be the case in most places. Dresdener's probably knew the least English because, as a girl in the public park put it, Dresden's really just a big village. It's also been my favorite location thus far. Anyways, apropos Prague (or Praha) and their crazy language, their informal hello is ahoj (pronounced ahoy). That's as far as I've gotten, but any peoples who greet their fellow countrymen as pirates are fine in my book.
What else, what else? It's all too much really. The pictures are hopefully translating a smidge of the experience, but so much is beyond transcription.
We have one more night here, and then we're off: probably to Vienna, but we're going to look at a map and decide for sure tonight. Hope all is well in Florida. I'll have a new appreciation for a lot of things upon returning, AC for sure--Ireland was chilly, London was balmy, but Germany and onwards has been plain hot. I'm of course waiting in pretentious anticipation for France. We got that titillating drive through the north, but we won't actually visit for a while.
If nothing else, by the end of this journey I'll be an expert on which cities have the prettiest girls. They're all going to be hard pressed to beat Dresden.
Courage--
Mark
We slept for something like 11 hours last night after an exhausting journey, but today we've been walking the town and seeing the sights. I don't know the first thing about their language here, but everyone seems to have a working knowledge of English. That seems to be the case in most places. Dresdener's probably knew the least English because, as a girl in the public park put it, Dresden's really just a big village. It's also been my favorite location thus far. Anyways, apropos Prague (or Praha) and their crazy language, their informal hello is ahoj (pronounced ahoy). That's as far as I've gotten, but any peoples who greet their fellow countrymen as pirates are fine in my book.
What else, what else? It's all too much really. The pictures are hopefully translating a smidge of the experience, but so much is beyond transcription.
We have one more night here, and then we're off: probably to Vienna, but we're going to look at a map and decide for sure tonight. Hope all is well in Florida. I'll have a new appreciation for a lot of things upon returning, AC for sure--Ireland was chilly, London was balmy, but Germany and onwards has been plain hot. I'm of course waiting in pretentious anticipation for France. We got that titillating drive through the north, but we won't actually visit for a while.
If nothing else, by the end of this journey I'll be an expert on which cities have the prettiest girls. They're all going to be hard pressed to beat Dresden.
Courage--
Mark
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