Our Holiday in Prague

24/10/05 - 28/10/05

This is roughly what we got up to in Prague, along with a few of our pictures.

On Monday myself, Laura and Martin flew to Prague, via Gatwick. It was dark and misty so we couldn't see much out from the plane on the way. When we arrived we took a taxi to the hostel and had an early night, especially since I had a headache from the descent.

We spent Tuesday exploring the various sights the city has to offer and taking lots of photos. Prague has some very impressive buildings. Martin spotted a giant (moving) metronome on a hill, so we climbed it to investigate. We still have no idea why it's there or what it's for.

As the sun was setting Martin requested we climb the tower at the end of the Charles Bridge, and we took some more photos.

We had dinner at a nice yet extremely cheap pizza restaurant that the guidebook recommended. Beer was particularly inexpensive as it seems to be everywhere in the Czech Republic.

On Wednesday we got 'disorientated' by a metro, and spent several hours 'exploring the city' as a result. We also climbed another hill to a castle where there were lots of statues. Laura ran through some crunchy autumn leaves, and myself and Martin tried out the roundabout.

For our evening meal we went to an Afghan restaurant and had kebabs. Laura had a special dish which we all tasted and decided was the best meal - very nice and spicy.

On Thursday we visited Kutna Hora. We meant to go to a chapel decorated with the bones of thousands of people, but by the time we arrived it was closed. We were a bit disappointed but decided to explore the town instead. Then we missed the last bus home - actually as far as we could tell it simply didn't come. After much analysis we determined that Czech bus timetables do not make sense, plus the advice given to us by the ticket man and a guy at the bus stop in Kutna Hora had been wrong.

In the end we took a train home. We had to change at Kolin, but the trains (as well as the local bus services) were very efficient and we got back to Prague quickly once we had given up with the long distance busses.

Whilst Prague is full of English signs and nearly everyone speaks a little English, Kutna Hora has much less. However, there were still some humerous examples to be found:

We had dinner in Prague at the only place we could find that was open after midnight yet didn't charge extortionate (read: British) prices.

On Friday we had a more relaxing day in the city, and watched artists paint people's portraits on the bridge. We also went to the museum of Mucha, an Art Noveau painter.

Later we headed back to the airport for our plane home. This time we got impressive views of Germany and Belgium in the night.