Schlagwort-Archive: Praha
Praha and Little Vietnam
We bought a ticket for metro for a whole day. The guy who selled the tickets said, when we asked, Is this for everything: Das ist für alles. I felt bad because everybody spoke more German than me czech… 
That was the sentence of the day. We used it a lot. We drove through the hole city. Phillip was the leader, no actually google… Praha is full of hills. So we had to climp up and down all day. 
We went to famous square where lots of skateboarders hang around, then to the John Lennon wall and in the end to an old cemetary called Vsrad. The last stop then was the old big brewery U Fleku. We spend too much money there… 
In the night we visited a club called „Cross club“. The entry was free and we danced all night. We met some german from our hostel, that was a bit funny. The location looked like an old factory with a lot of steal and metal construction. It was somehow a restaurant and club in one. You could sit outside and smoke and the beer was quite cheap. 
The next day was more quiet. We drove to the vietnamese market, where Phillip wanted to buy some shoes. But when he found one pair and wanted to pay, they explained to him, that he could not get only one pairs. He should buy twelve. I realized that this was a kind of market for people who sell stuff. In German we say „Großmarkt“. Only dealers can buy there. But in the end I could buy some food and we had a real great traditional Pho soup. It felt a bit like Vietnam… 
After the vietnam market, we where looking for Phillips shoes in a real real big shopping Mall. I usually avoid place like these. But it was too hot outside and we could park the car there. Later we decided to park our car next to the hostel and dont give a fuck about the rules. I was afraid, but Phillip convinced me. We had luck. So it was easy to get away the next morning because we had a lot of stuff to carry. 
The last and final step then was Leipzig for one night. We visited some friends, drank some beer and hung out in a park. Phillip went out for an open air, but I stayed at my friends place. Good idea, because Phillip could not drive the next day. I expected it somehow and it was fine for me, because he drove all the other 3000 km. So the last few I could do as well. BERLIN!!! 
Roadtrip Part 5
After visiting Krakow we drove to Wiry not far away from Wroslaw (Breslau). Phillips cousin and aunt are living there, where we stayed for two nights We had great food and a good time. Although we couldn’t understand a word his aunt was speaking, we felt really welcomed. 
The next and last step was Praha/ Czech Republic then. It was just a few hours away. We stayed in a hostel right in the centre next to the „Karlsbrücke“, the most famous bridge in Praha. The hostel (Chili) was very cheap but a bit strange. I wanted to make breakfast in the kitchen and therefore we should leave a deposit of 200 czech krones, around 20 Euros. For this I expected a real great kitchen but in the end it was the worst kitchen you can imagine. They dont even had one knife there and none of the pans had an handle. I was pissed but the receptionist seem not to care at all. In the end I used my own dishes and knife from the car. 
One another annoying thing was the parking situation. The hostel was in the so called blue zone, that means only citizien and companies are allowed to park. The next parking house costs 20 Euro a day. So we parked Walta after disussions a bit outside the centre. For 16 Euro a day. It was not possible to pay for more than one. 
Anyway. The first night we walked around to look up some alternative DIY pubs Phillip found in the internet. But none of them existed anymore. That was a bit strange. So we just walked through the city and had a dinner in a real bad vietnamese restaurant. It seemed pretty fancy, because of its decoration and the high prices. But the taste was not good at all. The best thing was the cocktail we had. 
We had our music box with us and sat beside the „Moldau“ River, to celebrated Phillips birthday. We met lots of strange people. One guitarplayer, who looked like the devil. He was praying to something and made strange noises. But when he just played the guitar he seemed quite normal. 
Another guy came to us and start to speak about men and women and that women would be always under the men. We just stared at him and I sad he should not talk bullshit like that. I think he realized that we didn’t want to talk to him, so he left. Then some guy on drugs came, looking for some hold and somebody to speak to. It was not easy to convince him to go on, when we wanted to get home. The nicest person was a homeless guy. He asked for a cigarette and we gave him two. He shared his wine with us and then just left. It was an interesting adventurely first night. 
