It’s Thursday and cool (long pants and a jumper today). Checked out and left our bags in storage and headed off the check out the railway station to validate our rail pass while Ash went to check out the Communist Museum. I don’t like public transport hubs like bus and rail stations, generally dirty, too many poor people trying to keep warm, beggars, scammers and drug dealers. They are excellent displays of the seedy side of life, are a bit depressing, and effect my sensitivity to the point of running away and not wanting to deal with anything. Anyway, took a deep breath and got in a queue for international tickets and waited ages for a couple of old ladies to sort out their business before we found out we were at the wrong station. Did find out which metro to catch to get to the correct one, got our ticket stamped with 30th May and made our back into the old town towards the Jewish quarter.
Tried to find a cafe with internet but lucked out and got a little frustrated of walking around sort of wasting time. Texted Ash and we rendezvoused for a coffee back in the Sq. Had a bit of a chat about our modus operandi with regard to doing stuff and sorted out some things. Decided to head back to pick up the packs and headed to the (proper) station. Found some postcards and a small book on Franz Kafka to spend the last of our money on. Bought tickets for the subway (you have to buy a half price ticket for your bags!) and did the down and up the escalator trick. Hung out the Holesovice station and found out that we could reserve a seat on the train (for an extra $15) but decided not to do it, had some lunch of rye bread, mustard, tomato, sausage and cheese washed down with milk. Rang Bratislava to confirm the hostel (made me feel better when they said they were expecting us) and used up our Czech phone card to ring home to let the boys know we were OK.
Tried to find a cafe with internet but lucked out and got a little frustrated of walking around sort of wasting time. Texted Ash and we rendezvoused for a coffee back in the Sq. Had a bit of a chat about our modus operandi with regard to doing stuff and sorted out some things. Decided to head back to pick up the packs and headed to the (proper) station. Found some postcards and a small book on Franz Kafka to spend the last of our money on. Bought tickets for the subway (you have to buy a half price ticket for your bags!) and did the down and up the escalator trick. Hung out the Holesovice station and found out that we could reserve a seat on the train (for an extra $15) but decided not to do it, had some lunch of rye bread, mustard, tomato, sausage and cheese washed down with milk. Rang Bratislava to confirm the hostel (made me feel better when they said they were expecting us) and used up our Czech phone card to ring home to let the boys know we were OK.
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