My Bottomless Bag: Prague Photo Tour

I know I said I would do a city each day with photos from our vacation but clearly I was losing my mind when I said that, because 2 weeks later I have done two cities. So up next is Prague- my personal favorite from our trip. I was most excited to see this place and did a fair amount of research to prepare for the big 2.5 day affair. We traveled by train from Berlin to Prague and arrived for our stay in somewhat dreary weather and a bit of a hangover that a croissant and hours of sleep couldnt cure. Our "hostel" was more like an upscale apartment than the slum pit I expected to see. 2 floors, with a roof deck and a kitchen and a modern bathroom fit just for us. We immediately threw out crap down, changed clothes and went out to explore and eat, because naturally after a whole 2 hours without food we were quite famished. We saw a ton in Prague and walked around alot. The History of the city is pretty amazing and the castles/cathedrals/bridges and parks were better than I imagined.

The highlight of the tour was the night we got arrested. See how i threw that in there? You thought you read something wrong didnt you? Fear not chickens, we made it home alive. But not after a good shake up by the Czech Secret Police! After a long day of hunting for fried cheese sandwiches and beer, we decided to head to an authentic Czech dinner or meat, potatoes, and meat and potatoes at a local restaurant. We ate enough for a small country and then hit the bar scene, eager to try some absinthe and really "get crazy". We stopped at a martini bar, and decided that we would have shot of Absinthe at 930pm. Clearly this is where the trouble started. After swallowing the minty lethal liquor, we headed to an Irish Bar (yes, thats right, we Americans do not wander far from our comfort zone) and were greeted by a large group of Brits who complimented the husband and Adam on their great taste in women and possibly landed a backhand on mine and Jenn's behinds. We were in for a great night. We sat in the back and ordered beer after beer, until we were so drunk and so into singing 80s songs that the men getting NAKED at the front of the bar didnt seem too out of place. Naturally we took pictures, and then kept ordering beers. Fast forward to 4 hours later. None of us are speaking English and the husband is asking the waitress what she thinks a good tip is, because his math skills went to sleep 2 hours prior. This is what Absinthe will do to you. Funny thing is, this isnt even the good part. The following night, we take it easy, have some cocktails and see the extremely overrated Astronomical Clock. On our way home we jump on a trolley, and Jenn tells us fairytales about how the Czech police dress in street clothes and arrest people for not paying the trolley fare. Not 3 minutes later, we find ourselves on the side of the road with two large Czech policeman who are demanding we each pay them $700 Krohns (might I add they took our passports- we are f'd). So we pay them (700 Krohns is equivalent to approximately $30 dollars- so what if I cant pay my EZ Pass for one week) and head home. I am giving the short version because the long version includes a lot of anxiety, tension, nerves and scared-shitless-ness and really who wants to hear about all those details?