Prague 4

Saturday 29th September

Just realised that it will be difficult to know what day I was where when I look back through my blog posts, as some of them I have posted days after they were written. Hopefully I can backtrack from this date and figure stuff out. Unlikely though.

Today was pretty much a write-off. Last night just before we went to bed we noticed there was no water but we thought it must surely be back on today. Then when we got up (relatively early at about 9:30am I might add) we still had no water for showers. Mike and I spent a while debating what the problem could be and concluded that we weren't capable of fixing the problem, even if we could work out what it was. Then we heard people talking outside and went to investigate. Apparently there was water pissing out of some guys apartment and there were a lot of other people without water (possibly the whole building). Unfortunately the guy was away. Luckily there were some people in the building that spoke better Czech than us to sort the problem out. I think in the end a locksmith, the police (to authorise entry) and a plumber came round. We thought it was best to wait to make sure it was sorted and by the time we had water again it was about 1pm. We needed to meet Mikes uncle at the square close to our house at 3pm so we decided to go and see a synagogue. When we got there we found them all closed. Some religious thing I think, how rude.

So we headed back home as slowly as we could to wait for Mikes Uncle. We were also hoping to get amazing hot dogs but the bastard was closed (again). After waiting for them for a while we learnt that they were going to take the metro instead of a taxi so that would take longer. Then we learnt the metro wasn't going so they were on a tram so that would take longer. Meanwhile police started showing up at the square. Then some police ponies showed up (ohhhhhhhh PONIES!). Then some rough looking dudes showed up with scarves. Then more police. Then more guys. Shit was about to get real. We were thinking there might be some sort of fire fight but it seemed unlikely as the guys were wearing scarves with Futbal on them so were much more likely just fans, not armed czech mafia. After waiting quite some time we found Mikes uncle and headed back to the house at about 4:30pm. We ate some cheese and drank some beer and then heard crowds roaring. We could only assume it was from the square, but why they were all gathering there we couldn't fathom. We went to dinner at the Italian restaurant and found the square covered in rubbish. Obviously something had gone down but probably a good thing we weren't there.

After dinner we went back to play some cards and drink some more beer. I didn't lose so badly at "chase the lady" this time and then we went to bed (before midnight I might add).

So that is how you kill a day in Prague. Go to a closed synagogue and wait for someone to turn up. How the hell I wrote so much on such an uneventful day I have no idea. I am truly sorry for all of the drivel you have just read.