CZR, Prague: Definitely Czech'd out this city

Flash of events...

Arrive late on 24th. Make life decisions. Sleep at 2 am.

Wake up at 8. Meet Calgarian girls for mini walking and boat tour. Tasty lunch! End of tour. Walk up to see castle. Walk back across Charles bridge. Do some more walking / shopping. Go back to other side of bridge for recommended restaurant. Eat ghoulash? find tram. Go back to hostel. Say goodbyes. Meet new friends. First happy hour. Play pool. Swim & sauna in hostel. Second happy hour. Beddddd. 9 hr sleep, mmmmmm.

Wake up. Free walking tour. Learn a ton. Meet Americans who just did exchanges in Florence/Germany and met in Prague. Tell them I'll see them later at pub crawl. Go on communism tour. Don't learn too much more cuz guide is awful. Get chastised by guide for telling English couple about better & free-er walking tour. But get to go walk around 1950's bunkers. Cool. Notice bar in bunkers. Good job Prague. Get free beer in bunker. Get to try on gas mask. Meet a bunch of Florida boys. Head off with boys to (very mini compared to Munich) beer gardens behind metronome. Have more beer. Walk around. Grab dinner with their 2 travel buddies. Walk by a jazz bar. Pop by for 30 min. Convince Floridians to join pub crawl. Go to pub crawl meeting point. Find exchange student group fom earlier. Force friendships among the 2 groups I have met. Enter first bar in a bagel shop?! Have unlimited beer and mini shots for over an hour. Play drinking games involving funny poses. Go to 2nd bar. Realize it's in a church. Realize there's a DJ and dance party. Rock out with exchange students. Keep dancing. Keep rocking out. Find wifi in church-bar and email to let the world know I'm drinking in a guech. Go to 3rd place. Club/hookah bar (if you're my grandparents pretend you don't know what that is) although decide that the bacteria in my throat won't like that. Chill. Dance some more. Realize I haven't been home in 14 hours. Feel tired. Look at map. Realize I'm very far from the only night-tram. Convince an American guy I'd met earlier to walk home with me. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walkkkk. See a sign for 'Pizza-Go-Home' food. Giggle. Order pizza. Take tourist photo. Eat pizza while continuing to walk. Walk. Walk. Drop off friend. Walk. Walk. Walk. Arrive hooommeee! Laugh at Chicago boys from my hostel who also just get home and are very drunk. 330 am sleeeeep.

730am. Wake up. See if it's not too late to book Thereisenstandt tour. It's not. Do laundry. Eat breakfast. Pack pack. Check out. Go on tour. Ask mysel why I haven't had coffee yet. Nap on drive. Get tour. See cemetary. See fortress. See chambers for prisoners (Jews & anybody who disobeyed Nazis). See how they fit people into less than 2 square-m of living space. See the 'toilet' to be shared amongst 100s of people. See isolation rooms if you disobeyed. Notice the tiny hole for oxygen. Breathe myself. See 'showers'. See how uniforms were washed in cold water but not dried. And then still worn wet. See 'room for sick' which consists of metal beds without mattresses squished so they are touching. Breathe. Think about posting a re-neg on all of my whining posts about being sick. See setup to fool Red Cross inspectors (more on this later). See German swimming pool. Notice it is beside the gallows for their entertaient. Notice holes in the brick walls from shooting prisoners. Notice the firing line is 4 m away. Breathe. Cemetary for 600 people. Memorial. List of camps. Deportation routes. Photos. Childen's names. Old clothing. Arm bands. Lists of deportation names. ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Come back to hostel. Check email. Stop & sit & breathe. Get pack. Think about how much worse tomorrow will be. Head off to train station for overnight train to Krakow.