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Prague; tired legs, drunk bodies, cultured minds

Hello lovely people!

Onwards and upwards with more adventures from my European trip. Round 2 for my tour team signified my return to Prague, a city which firmly stole my heart this time around. It’s a beautiful city, with a much more traditional feel than Berlin. But, perhaps more importantly, the beer is cheaper… (thanks Eastern Europe).

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John Lennon Wall; the perfect opportunity for our first full group picture

How It Went Down

The team arrived in Praha Hlavní Nádraží at 9:30pm, leaving our new German friend (who had spent the whole journey laughing at our idiocy) behind. More importantly at this point my lovely college wife (don’t ask, I’ll explain later) Oana joined us; you bet I jumped on her in the station. We then walked to our hostel as it wasn’t so far from the station, checked in and made it our home for the next 2 nights.

The Hostel

This might be one of my favourite hostels I’ve ever stayed in. A Plus Hostel cost the equivalent of €18 a night, and god was it worth every cent.

We shared an eight bed room which was very spacious, and even had the exciting added extra of a table (you know you’ve done too much budget travelling when even a table excites you). The main thing I loved about the room was that the four bunk beds were arranged in a circular fashion, which made it much more communal than the traditional rows often used by hostels. It’s the little things.

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE SHOWERS. After living in a flat with shower pressure that was more dripping hosepipe than hair-washing for a year this hostel’s showers felt like you were being pelted in the face, it was so good! The boys would like to make it be known that the men’s showers didn’t have curtains though, something which I only heard about once or twice (or eight times…).

Two words. Free. Breakfast. I’ve been disappointed by far too many hostel’s offer of a bit of bread and some weak juice to feel anything but apprehension for that kind of advertisement, but this breakfast was mad good. Cake, coffee, meats, bread, fruit, yoghurt, and a toastie machine (!!!) was a perfect way to wake up everyday. Oh and did I mention that this was all served in an underground bar/restaurant with the coolest aesthetic ever?

My final plus because this section has gone on for far too long already is that the hostel is located across the road from Florenc metro station, making travel super easy. However, it’s also a short walk away from most of the city’s main attractions, so we only found ourselves using the metro on our second day. When I next find myself in Prague I will definitely be staying at A Plus again.

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Look how spacious and communal it is! Fab fab fab hostel

Wait… What Actually Happened?

After arriving pretty late at night we woke up ready for a full day of sightseeing. As I said earlier we chose to do it all on foot, which definitely felt fitting in an older city. We saw all of the main sights thanks to our fabulous Eastern Europe correspondent Natalia, from the Astronomical Clock to Charles Bridge, the John Lennon Wall and Old Town Square. The main thing I loved about doing this was the wandering; cute little side streets, chilling in parks and getting to know each other on that level you never really get to until you travel together along the way.

After all that walking it only felt right to spend the evening sitting down. Naturally, we found a bar in which to do so. When I visited Prague for the first time in 2017 I stumbled upon U Vejvodu by accident when looking for somewhere cheap to have drinks on the last night of our trip. Turns out it’s a pretty big deal online, and more importantly it’s absolutely huge, with outdoor beer gardens as well as spacious indoor rooms. The night started with Czech beer costing a dangerous £1.50 a pint. Enter a lot of rounds of never have I ever, a few more rounds of beer, and we found ourselves at shots of tequila and absinthe. Safe to say I was a little worse for wear by the time we arrived back at our hostel…

My notes for day two start with the words “Big hill and tower – cool view but v hot”, which just about sums it up. The hill in question was Petrov hill, with stunning views across the whole city. Personally I was a bit out of it on this particular morning (no, it wasn’t due to the alcohol, which surprises even me), so I probably didn’t appreciate this opportunity as much as I usually would.

My highlight of the day was Prague’s beautiful Old Town, the area which surrounds Petrov hill. There we visited Prague castle, as well as spending a little more time taking in the architecture and general surroundings. If you take anything from this post, take that I love having a good wander and a good look at cool stuff.

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Natalia is wasted on Philosophy and Psychology, please harass @nataliagola on Instagram to become a full time tour guide

Obviously then we had to watch football come home, returning to our haunt from the night before for another beer alongside the game. To complete my middle-aged Englishman aesthetic I chose to put bets on this particular match (and by I, I mean Callum chose me some bets and I paid for them and pocketed the cash), bets which actually came through and won me £18. Thanks England, guess I’m a football fan now.

Our Unplanned Escape

Now, the plan was to leave Prague at around 9pm and take a night train onto our final destination; Budapest. Whilst this was only for half of the group due to the train being sold out, it seemed like a pretty solid way to wake up feeling refreshed in a brand new city.

Oh how wrong we were…

When the four of us arrived on the train, we were told (quite rudely, might I add), that our ticket had been booked for the wrong date. Arriving back on the platform we found that yup, our ticket was for the wrong month completely, after a nightmarish booking scenario involving lots of phonecalls and badly designed Czech websites. So, we obviously had to find another route.

We quickly discovered that the next train out of Prague that was heading to Budapest wasn’t until 6am the next morning. Now, I don’t know about you, but spending the night in an Eastern European train station was a little too on the terrifying side for me. There had to be another way. I mentioned earlier that only half of our group were taking the train, as the remaining four were opting for Flixbus, a Polish bus company who work just like National Express coaches in the UK.

FLIXBUS SAVED THE DAY; HELL YES! We were able to book four seats on the Flixbus our friends had been taking all along, and whilst it was a little bit of extra money and stress, personally I didn’t find the ordeal too horrific – it’s all part of the life of a traveller. There’s a lot of entertaining little stories to go along with the journey, but I think I’ll save those for the next post (hah, now you have to come back)

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Ok but Oana’s face is the biggest mood (Brno, near the Hungarian border, 6am)

So, that was Prague! A cultural gem best discovered on foot, with bar prices to die for thrown in for good measure. The city has definitely given me an appetite to see more of the Czech Republic – who knows where I’ll go next.

Come back next week to hear about my Flixbus “nightmare” (I’m still not sure if it was tragic or hillarious).

-Megan, listening to Mellow Pop on Spotify because I’ve gone mad

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