Prague.

So. I caught the train to Prague around noon yesterday and commenced with the most painful traveling experience of my life. I think that the Checkpoint Charlie Museum resulted in an intense case of heat stroke, and not only did it hurt to open, or close my eyes, but also to turn my head, or to speak.

But, I survived.
And as I was getting off the train I met up with 2 Canadians from Calgary and an American from Texas who were all in the same boat as me - newly arrived in a strange city, and not speaking a word of the language.
As we stepped off the train we were immediately confronted by a man trying to sell us rooms in a hostel - raving about the great location, comfortable space and nice people.
So, despite my skepticism, we went along. The price was right, and I couldnt imagine any major safety risks traveling with 3 other people.
So, from metro to tram to a little bit of a walk he took us to his girlfriends hostel. It turns out that its really just her apartment, decorated with piles upon piles of artwork, mosaics and statues.
Its pretty nice.
We headed out for some Chinese food and then for a wander through the city. It turns out that Prague is very beautiful at night, and we were treated with a spectacular view of the National Museum lit up in Wenceslas Square.
After wandering up a side street we found ourselves in a police bar, chatting with a Czech police office about ice hockey and George Bush.
And we wandered home.

And now, day two in Prague!