Apologies go out to you daily readers out there, USB connections have been difficult to find here in the Golden City, and no one wants to hear me rant without some pretty pictures, right?
So after our flight was delayed out of Barcelona (Ah, Europe!), we finally made it to the Prague airport, only to discover that the Czech Republic is not in the EU, and consequently we were penniless. Or, more precisely, crown-less. Somehow we managed to stumble our way onto the bus across the countryside, onto the Metro, and off it into the city streets. Only now it was close to midnight and we were lost. Since Ian's international phrasebook is cash-only (get it? No Czechs!) we were starting to get a little worried, when we heard a sweet voice ask us if we needed help. She guided us right up to our street without asking a thing in return. You should have seen cynical ol' Ian's face light up. It was like when the Grinch's heart grows three sizes. "She just changed my whole opinion about the human race," he was heard to remark. (Of course, the snidery returned shortly, see comments to previous post.)
After checking in to Miss Sophie's Hostel, we decided to wander the streets and see what we could see. Above is the Prague Castle by night, and here is my attempt to capture the glow of the city without a tripod.
Ooooh, arty.
This is probably the most foreign place I've ever been. I mean, I don't understand a word of this language. And their money? Impossible. But still, in this crazy world, there are still some things that we all understand.
I didn't win any friends that night in the hostel (even with my offer of free earplugs to all) but Ian made sure to keep tossing coins at my face every time the snores got too loud. I must have made 35 Kc that night, whatever that means. Incidentally, those of you searching for a metaphor to describe the din, here's Ian's:
You're not exactly sawing logs, it's more like you're grinding them down to sawdust, and then trying to inhale them.More to come...
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