Learn your 1's and 2's
18.04.2011 - 20.04.2011 18 °C
So everything is going along smoothly......until......turns out our GPS that our lovely German Peugeot man gave us (yes those dam germans again) doesn't work outside of Germany and Austria. ARE YOU JOKING!!! Heres a challenge for you...driving into a capital city with no concept of the language and absolutely zero idea where you are going. One way streets, cobblestone and a million (not exaggerating) tourists. Adam handled it beautifully, Angela hadto keep counting to ten in her head to calm down so she didn't peg the stupid, useless, noisy, useless, annoying, did I mention useless thing out the window. Anyway we will sort it out so stop worrying....next.....
So Cesky Krumlov was fantastic. As we were driving the back roads there were prostitutes standing on the side of the road. Now we're not talking about busy streets or highways but deserted country roads with no line markings that looks like the kind of place you would dump bodies not grab them. Weird. So these women are all rugged up and they were by no means lovely to look at. I am sure though that they would tickle someones fancy (and their bits).
Our hostel was great, quaint and we had a room in the attic. Adam took a big chunk out of his head while heaving our bags up the small, narrow, skinny, claustrophobic spiral staircase. NOt a happy boy..Our bohemian feast for lunch was by the Vtlava (fast flowing) river in the sunshine. Man these eastern europeans like their meat. However for $4 for a litre of beer, we weren't worried. We entertained ourselves pre-dinner at 'The HOror Bar' complete with coffins for tables, nooses hanging from the ceiling and coroners tools in the cake cabinet. The place was underground and was probably where the morgue or bomb shelter was. Nevertheless we partook in a beverage and soaked up the cigarette smoke that had nowhere to go but our lungs. yum yum.
Dinner was authentic czech cuisine complete with whipped cream on your beef (yes thats right whipped cream on beef).
All this action brings us to a quiet Monday night in a Prague hotel in what looks like a housing commission area because everywhere else in town was booked out. The lift is as big as a coffin and so we have to take separate trips, one person at a time.
Important Things to remember:
If you want to do a wee in a public toilet it will cost you 10c (2 kroner) or 30c (5kroner) for a poo. Angela didn't realise what they were asking and so paid poo rates for a wee. Ripped OFf!!
Oh Yeah and don't interrupt the receptionist when she is trying to explain something....she doesn't like it.
We are having fun.....seriously.
We will put more photos up when Adam gets around to labelling them. xx