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subscribeThe Day I Had a Thousand Dollar Bill and No One Cared
Tuesday, July 17
I have some time to kill on my own today. I am not sure how much time I have because the Czech don't print the time you depart on their train tickets. I really really wonder why they don't. It would be helpful.
So I have either four or six hours to eat and get to the train station. But I'd rather sit here and write for a few minutes because it is hot. It is very hot. Yesterday I was told it was 110 degrees F. That's too hot. For every ten degrees it cooled off in the evening I felt ten pounds lighter. I stopped at a McDonalds (they are all over the place here) for an ice cream and to rest. It saved my life. God bless McDonalds.
I have a thousand Koruny bill in my pocket but that is not as impressive as it seems because it's about $50. What to do with my time today?
Last night I took one of the two official Prague Pub crawls. Let me see if I can count correctly, I think there were five pubs--- or four pubs and a ridiculously large techno disco. I enjoyed the tour, but the highlight was really when I was feeling overwhelmed by the crew I was with and sat for a bit with about twelve or so gentelmen on a stag party (which is what Europeans call bachelor parties). They were sitting in a room in this pub which was rather snakelike, in the every room ended with a turn and a stairway and a hall to another room. To get to the end of this cavernous pub took several minutes. But I digress, the gentelmen were English and singing their countries hits while several of them took turns playing acoustic guitar. They played Sonnet by the Verve, which was so nice.
I did not hit the five story monster disco during my trip, but I saw it. It seemed like too much. I am sure it is a great place to get one's groove on, so I'll have to hit it on the next trip.
So I have either four or six hours to eat and get to the train station. But I'd rather sit here and write for a few minutes because it is hot. It is very hot. Yesterday I was told it was 110 degrees F. That's too hot. For every ten degrees it cooled off in the evening I felt ten pounds lighter. I stopped at a McDonalds (they are all over the place here) for an ice cream and to rest. It saved my life. God bless McDonalds.
I have a thousand Koruny bill in my pocket but that is not as impressive as it seems because it's about $50. What to do with my time today?
Last night I took one of the two official Prague Pub crawls. Let me see if I can count correctly, I think there were five pubs--- or four pubs and a ridiculously large techno disco. I enjoyed the tour, but the highlight was really when I was feeling overwhelmed by the crew I was with and sat for a bit with about twelve or so gentelmen on a stag party (which is what Europeans call bachelor parties). They were sitting in a room in this pub which was rather snakelike, in the every room ended with a turn and a stairway and a hall to another room. To get to the end of this cavernous pub took several minutes. But I digress, the gentelmen were English and singing their countries hits while several of them took turns playing acoustic guitar. They played Sonnet by the Verve, which was so nice.
I did not hit the five story monster disco during my trip, but I saw it. It seemed like too much. I am sure it is a great place to get one's groove on, so I'll have to hit it on the next trip.
1 Comments:
Canadians call it a stag, too.
commented by 
Lisa Dawn, 2:38 PM
Lisa Dawn, 2:38 PM
