... I find out that traveling in a sleeping compartment on a night train to Prague can be a very luxurious experience if your compartment is empty and you can lock the door!
... Prague gives me a frosty welcome in the wee hours of the morning and I have my first ever breakfast at KFC (operative words: heating, wifi)
... I try follow the trail of David Černy's tongue-in-cheek sculptures and am followed by tourist touts instead.
... I find a Czech city which seems to have more Russians than Czechs.
... I meet black guys talking to me in Russian in Prague and ponder the joys of globalization.
... I enjoy splendid weather conditions and battle 3 million tourists trying to get across Charles' Bridge at the same time.
... My friend gets Russian rubles instead of the local currency from street money changers.
... We get neglected, looked down on and downright insulted by the staff in all pubs we go to.
... We have the most offensive waiter take offense at not being tipped. Prague is fun, whatever you might say!
... Walking back to my hotel on an empty street I find myself aggressively groped by a girl mumbling "sex" over and over again and obviously looking for my wallet.
... I go to sleep with a feeling of a job well done to wake up hangover free on the next morning.