My last day in Prague I got up super early, had a long breakfast.

Packed and took the tram / train PT to the old square. Each day has been colder.

Spend an hour in the Dali exhibit at Rebecca’s recommendation, it was great. Lots of water colours and suitably weird things.

Bumped into one of the Americans from last night on the way out, Ken, traded mobile numbers. That was good, I didn’t feel so guilty for leaving them at the stairs up to Swan Lake.

Took the metro to the end of the line. Wandered around in the frost for a while wondering where the airport shuttle left from. Consulted my lonely planet. I found it. There was a big mass of people with lots of luggage and a big sign with a plane on it. Ran for the bus.

At the airport I was over 2 hours early.. Blast, I could have gone to the other exhibit. Had a hot chocolate at starbucks. It was rather poor. I wonder what the coffee was like.

I tried to check into the wrong airline by mistake. They were confused by me.

Waited around a lot, I realised my lips were really sore. I think all this cold air and beer has me dehydrated. Or maybe it was the cold wind.

The plane trips were uneventful, I can barely remember them. Oh I think on one of the trips there was a New Zealand girl with a half English accent next to me. She was speaking about irritatingly trivial things in a loud whisper. It was very annoying. I usually really like New Zealand accents.

At Zurich airport I found a meditation room. It was really just a room, with some chairs in it.

When I finally got home I think I watched some torrents then slept till lunch the next day.

The end. Now I can go back to never updating this blog.