Ancient City Of Prague: Part 11 - 14

I really don't know where to begin with Prague. I guess the way I feel about Prague is the same way that my friend Chris (the British writer) does, because he shares 'a complicated relationship) with the city. 

Day 11 - Saturday, December 31st:

We went to the Old Town while the most fantastic fireworks display lit up the sky behind Prague's most famous castle, and drank a box of wine that only cost us 1 Euro. So you can probably imagine how it tasted. Then we went to an Irish Pub and listened to this live musician who was really great and met this Polish guy. He asked for my age and I told him I'm 18. He didn't believe me, and insisted I show him my ID. I was hesitant but pulled out my licence, and he jokingly took it and tried to put it in his wallet.

Later on that night we ended up meeting some pretty cute Irish guys who were here to celebrate New Year's as well. I welcomed 2012 by dancing in this busy little Irish Pub, and I wouldn't have spent it any other way. On our way home, Magda and I got lost, which was not my idea of fun. But we eventually made it back to Petr's alive. Right before we fell asleep on our pull out bed in the living room, Magda said, "I can't believe we're sleeping in a foreigner's bed." I fell asleep to the sound of my own laughter.

Day 12 - Sunday, January 1st:

We 'czeched' into Hostel Elf, and its definitely a fun place to be. Everything is

decorated in red, orange and yellow. Theres a fridge stocked full of cold beer and free coffee and tea is served 24/7. There were 11 of us in total in the one room. Me, the Canadian, Magda, the Austrian, 2 Swedish guys, 1 sweet timid Japanese girl, 2 Australian students, 1 American guy who slept the whole time, 1 hilarious Italian, 1 professional bartender from Mexico, and 1 South-Korean-born-but-immigrated-to-New-Zealand-at-age-11-but-currently-working-and-living-in-Hungary girl. We all shared stories about our homelands and travels and drank free tea. The Korean (or New Zealander) girl and I had a lot in common, and the Italian guy, Giuseppe, was absolutely hilarious. He's from a city just south of Naples and I don't think I've ever laughed so hard before in my entire life. After a while, we all noticed this huge plate of lettuce. I can't call it a salad, because it

wasn't. It was as though someone had taken two giant bags of lettuce and just dumped them onto the plate. Well, it turned out to be Giuseppe's dinner. I told him if he was a real Italian, he would have it with olive oil, and OH - he pulled some right out of his backpack. Of course. I asked the Swedish guys if they could describe Sweden for me, and they said it was 'boring and expensive'. The guy from Mexico is a professional bartender, and is actually in Europe because he's competing in several bartending competitions. 

Today we did all the touristy things in Prague, and I really do love this city. One of my favourite things about visiting Prague was the hostel, which feels a bit like a summer camp because we're all strangers and sleeping in bunk beds. Meeting all these interesting people is one of the best parts about my trip here.

Day 13 - Monday, January 2nd:

It was our last day in Prague and we hungout with our friends in the hostel for the last time and lazily walked over the Charles Bridge. We saw the John Lennon Wall which was really inspiring and beautiful. We ate lunch at this cute little baguette shop and I had the most delicious sandwich of my life. It sas called Svycarska and had emmenthal, brie, blue cheese, tomatoes, lettuce, walnuts, and roasted onions. Magda and I both thought it was kind of funny that our best meal in Prague was a sandwich. We took the metro back to Petr's house after to say thanks and get our car, and then drove back to Salzburg. I've never done so much travelling in so little time.

Day 14 - Tuesday, January 3rd:

Today we slept in which was heavenly. We just spent the day walking through Magda's neighborhood and took a really nice drive through the mountains. For dinner we ate vegetables and these delicious Austrian dumplings. We watched a movie, and then I had to shove all my crumpled clothes and souvenirs into my teensy tiny little black suitcase. Tomorrow I go back to Rome.