Jak se mate!
I write this Bohemian rhapsody from the wonderful land of the Czech Republic, specifically Prague! "The City of a Hundred Spires" is very much that; a truly amazing place littered with so many beautiful architectural relics that luckily survived World War 2. Needless to say no matter how amazing a place is, I have noticed that morons still have to carve their initials into the stonework. Something I am guessing we'll have to get used to. It's sad to know that "big dog was here" when you are enjoying a thousand year old monument.
The first word of advice, it probably pays to organise a place to stay BEFORE you leave for a foreign country that does not speak your language. It certainly makes your arrival flow a bit better. I have a feeling this is to become a golden rule of travel.
The Czech language is not easy by the way, even if you know the words you can never seem to say them in a way that satisfies a local to return communication attempts. Even English, when understood, is not understood unless you say it with a strange accent.
There are plenty of things to see and do here, all absolutely rammed with tourists. It seems the advice that "you MUST see Prague" is quite common. As enjoyable as it all is, the hordes are pretty intense. Especially around that cool clock they have (even if it is a bit of a non-event)
The museum of communism is the real highlight of Prague. Full of awesome history and information on what life had been like here untl very recently. In fitting with authentic hard line socialism they had brochures, but if you try to take one outside the building I think you are shot on site. There is also a sex machine museum here, which I was disappointed to not see one tribute to James Brown in. Get up-ah!
Now go south to Cesky Krumlov, there to find a gypsy tear to cure my cold. Do not curse me gypsy.
I write this Bohemian rhapsody from the wonderful land of the Czech Republic, specifically Prague! "The City of a Hundred Spires" is very much that; a truly amazing place littered with so many beautiful architectural relics that luckily survived World War 2. Needless to say no matter how amazing a place is, I have noticed that morons still have to carve their initials into the stonework. Something I am guessing we'll have to get used to. It's sad to know that "big dog was here" when you are enjoying a thousand year old monument.
The first word of advice, it probably pays to organise a place to stay BEFORE you leave for a foreign country that does not speak your language. It certainly makes your arrival flow a bit better. I have a feeling this is to become a golden rule of travel.
The Czech language is not easy by the way, even if you know the words you can never seem to say them in a way that satisfies a local to return communication attempts. Even English, when understood, is not understood unless you say it with a strange accent.
There are plenty of things to see and do here, all absolutely rammed with tourists. It seems the advice that "you MUST see Prague" is quite common. As enjoyable as it all is, the hordes are pretty intense. Especially around that cool clock they have (even if it is a bit of a non-event)
The museum of communism is the real highlight of Prague. Full of awesome history and information on what life had been like here untl very recently. In fitting with authentic hard line socialism they had brochures, but if you try to take one outside the building I think you are shot on site. There is also a sex machine museum here, which I was disappointed to not see one tribute to James Brown in. Get up-ah!
If you didn't know already, Czech Rep makes mind-blowingly good beer. It takes me to a very happy place, far away from the distant and VERY bitter memories of bad Australian lager in its many labels. Here is the bountiful and rich bosom of central European pilsners. Take me now oh lord.
Now go south to Cesky Krumlov, there to find a gypsy tear to cure my cold. Do not curse me gypsy.
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But what beers are you drinking! We want the IMPORTANT facts!
You *THINK* your decoy wallet is instact... In fact, thats actually the decoy decoy wallet the gypsies replaced your actual decoy wallet with.
Damn Gypsies!
Special shout outs to Saskia, my mad 5 foot nothing gypsy tackling friend.
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