Tuesday, June 29, 2010

day 40 prague

29 june 2009


free walking tour! we joined the one that stops at our hostel and were shown around by sophie, this little ball of blonde welsh energy. on the way to the main rendez-vous point (tram), this little kid with huge glasses that reminded me of the jerry maquire boy kept staring at me, and morgan (edmonton girl we met today) kept laughing at the situation.


tour start... sophie makes the dud of an astronomical clock a lot more interesting with descriptions of the dials and statue figures involved. she also mentions how there is a rooster that "CAWS" at the end, but i guess we missed that yesterday. a lot of history thrown at us that i appreciated, talk of the charles bridge using egg yolk as a solidifier (yeah right) and then an answer re: relative unscathed nature of prague despite war after war... ceasefire agreement in WW2... they left peacefully. true? maybe.


then the tour ended and kim, morgan, nusbaum and i went to the site of the czech senate, which also has a weird black artificial grotto that we saw from the palace yesterday. peacocks tried to hump (one would have none of it though, despite persistent attempts) and a cool exhibit on czech history. morgan the IR kid seems to know her stuff about the advent of the EU. ps. pak is wrong. the uk (or great britain) is part of the EU.


got back to hostel and promptly did laundry (much needed after sweating thru everything when i had a fever). found out that poor rich is stuck in paris because someone called in a bombthreat.


i have also suggested a travel plan to nusbaum, and we'll see how he takes it.


1. nice-marseille
2. marseille-bordeaux
3. bordeaux-biarritz
4. meet him in paris and he caan go do stuff til then
5. paris-normandy
6. normandy-paris


we met up with sturgess again for dinner and we ended up at this littly dingy looking place that served frigging huge portions! smoky as hell inside too. then we went to a nearby place for drinks and kim was chatting with some random drunk czech guy through the window who seemed to have an irish accent.


walking back from metro to hostel, some guy puked hard in front of us and we had to hurry by fast or else kim said she would puke too. lovely.

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