Day 22

We pretty much didn't wake up this morning, based on the staying up late we were dead the next morning. So we were well late, we then didn't leave for ages while we showered and chilled in the hostel, which made us feel kinda bad cause we were meant to get the hell out of dodge.

Eventually we mustered up the strength to get out, we just walked around aimlessly, we finally saw the astronomical clock tick, and tock and do some other stuff that wasn't that great. But we were glad we finally saw it.

We then bantered across Charles Bridge to climb up to the castle, when we realised the extortianate rate for water and shit we bailed back down, but then we got ambushed by some lad selling concert tickets. So we ended up going to see some works by Bach, Mozart and Beethoven performed by String Quintet, which was bant.

We then bailed on to the world's worst night train, we were in a room with two Americans, who were banterous, and after an hilarious first few minutes we started to try get some sleep. The problem was with the window closed it was far too hot, with it open it was raining, really cold, really loud and kept closing. Eventually Colman just jammed the curtain in the window bant.

Day 21, banter...

The Czechs are famous for very little, but anything they are famous for is pretty shit. Charles' bridge for example, is little more than a cobbled bridge that is far longer than it should be, the astronomical clock, is hardly out of this world and the beer is nothing on Munich. However the city of Prague is very beautiful and today we decided we wanted to tour it.

We had to get up far too early and try and book our train to Hungary, before trying to find our way to the city centre for our tour. Eventually we sorted it out, and ended up on my third "new Europe" tour. Our tour guide was a young girl from Worchester and was far too enthusiastic, cringy doesn't quite cover it. However soon we got around the cringe and began to banter back with her. By the end of the tour I feel we kinda dominated the group a little which may have been unfortunate for any others on the tour.

Our hosteler had recomended us some night clubs, including one which was 5 floors with 5 different kinds of music. The biggest night club in central Europe. When we told our tour guide this she kinda laughed at us and said "its good if you like 14 year old Italians" and tried to persaude us to join her pub crawl.

We switched hostels in the afternoon and got food, me and mick decided to get some sleep while the other two went boating again. Boring boring boring.

We began to get ready to go out, and some German guys from across the courtyard invited us to theres, we kinda didn't go. We got dressed up, went out, saw the bridge and the clock at night before entering the club. In the club we met a lot of people, in fact we did the old classic where we met someone who knew someone we knew, he also recognised us because he had been in our hostel in Berlin. (Colman has a stripe in his hair). Basically the 5 floors were really cool, but we just spent all our time in the chillout zone at the top. Banter.

We cruised home at 4am, and here I am.