Farewell to Praha

So...I am currently going on 51 hours without sleep, which isn't the most brilliant idea ever. After the late night at the Prague clubs I was too wound up to sleep for the 3 hours I had. And then last night WOULD have been an early night, had we not wandered over half the city, searching for a bar that may or may not exist, being led by an idiot American who had just arrived and figured she could find her way everywhere. Yeah, except not so much.

We did finally end up at an excellent bar that leads down into the catecombs (sp?) of Prague - room after cavernous room down stairs and tight little hallways. It was great stuff. Add in a few crazy, random Aussies, some spontaneous quarters games (note to all: Czech crowns don't work as well. And beer mugs are higher. Pass it on.), and well, the fact that it was midnight already....Danielle and I decided it would be silly to dash home for 4 hours and then try to get up for the train. So we just slept on the train...badly.

Now I am happily washing clothes at the hostel in Vienna while she naps so I'd better go figure out what we're gonna do tomorrow while sightseeing. Take care everyone! Who knows the German word for aspirin?