Prague Travel Blog› entry 8 of 14 › view all entries
February 7th, 2008 – by: narala
So, we (Andre, Carlos, myself) got to Prague around 7 a.m. We checked into the Clown and Bard hostel and slept until 10 a.m. Then myself, Andre and Zac, a closeted American homosexual with a fascinating penile fixation we met at the hostel, decided to check out the city. We walked all the way to Charles Bridge. Around that part of town, we were accosted by these women claiming to be collecting petitions for the homeless children of Prague.
That same night, we wanted to go clubbing. Zac said no, he'd rather take pictures of the city at night. See you later dude. About an hour later, we got to the metro to take the train downtown. And what do you know? There was Zac, taking pictures of trains. Dude, you've been taking pictures of trains all this time? Either way.
Random Thought: You can possess and smoke ganja in Prague, but you can't buy or sell.
The next day, I did the typical thing. Took a walk around the city and took pictures. Then it was more clubbing that night. We went to some touristic club that had 5 levels with different kinds of clubs. We went to one of the floors and started dancing. We had no idea it was somewhat of a gay night. I was just chilling when some dude walked up to me. Buy me a buy. Nope. Give me your beer. Nope. Give me a cigarette. No problem. Come over there. Nope. Come on, let's go over there. Nope. At this point, it became crystal clear to us, so I just ignored the guy. There's a big problem when more guys hit on you than girls do. We got home around 4 that morning and I woke around 9.
Another Random Thought: All days are starting to become alike. For the most part, I don't even know what day it is anymore. All I know is what time it is. My watch is still on EST time so I'm always adding 6 hours to find out the local time is. And I'm suing the shit out of Timberland when I get back. Their stupid "hiking" shoes are not made for the kind of walking I've been doing. My big toes are starting to get blistered.
That morning, myself, Zac, Carlos and Biz (an Australian) took the early train to Kutna Hora, where the church "made of bones" is situated. I was all excited. Finally I was going to see something incredibly morbid.
Yet another random thought: I'm starting to get tired of being the odd one out. In Kutna Hora, a group of teenage girls saw me and started to get too excited. They started waving like crazy. I waved back a couple of times and then just turned my back and ignored them.
On our last night in Prague, we decided to just go to bars instead. 7 straight days of clubbing, less the night we traveled from Krakow to Prague, can take its toll on you. We went back to U Sudu where we met a bunch of American people. They were amazed by the international group we had and just couldn't contain themselves. There was me (Nigeria), Andre (Brazil), Thomas (Scotland), Hans (English), Biz (Australia), Carlos (Peru/Brazil), and Zac (America). After a while, we got tired of U Sudu and went to some bar I can't remember the name of. There we met these lovely Norwegian girls. We tried our mack or something of that nature out on them but we didn't get very far. Damn, at least we tried. I slept 3 hours that night.
I'm in Budapest now. Not sure how long I'm staying. This portion of the trip is almost over. I'm trying to get to Morocco by the 15th. My flight to Egypt is at midnight on the 19th. Africa should be a whole different kind of adventure.
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