Planet Nectarius

After 4 hours sleep (xmas eve drinking), I rushed around in the morning packing. Taxi came, I got to the airport by 11.30. I’m still in shock London has no public transport of christmas day.

I spent the next couple of hours sitting around in the Airport. Passed the time by surfing the net on open wifi. I think it was an oversight to have an open BT hub, right next to all these pay services. I wanted to run around telling people with laptops “Don’t pay for it!!”

The trip from London to Zürich was interesting, next to me was an Australian from Melbourne (who lives in London) visiting Prague on a whim. Uncanny. I don’t wish I could get away from Australian travelers anymore. It’s unavoidable, we’re everywhere. Next to her was a Swiss guy who was drunk and very chatty. He was coming home from his mum’s funeral, but was surprisingly upbeat. Luckily the other Australian acted as a buffer and did most of the talking. I whittled away the time reading the Watchmen. It’s very good. The plane came in kinda rough, rocking side to side, up and down. Bang, we’re down. Yay alive. I think it was windy.

Sat around in Zürich for half an hour wondering if my luggage would be transfered or there was something I was supposed to do. The was a bus from the gate to the plane. Braving the cold I was happy to find out my new coat is pretty awesome.

The plane trip to Prague was very short. They had just enough time to give us sandwiches and chocolate. I was the first off the plane, then the first to stand around the baggage collection looking bored. Got a text message welcoming me to Czech Republic. I felt warm and fuzzy. Met a guy from the hostel out the front and he drove me there. I sneakily took some money out from a cash machine while he wasn’t looking. We talked about Prague on the way. He pointed at roads in the dark and explained how to get to the castle and back without getting lost.

Checked in, chose a cosy bunk, drank a beer. Wandered outside in the cold for a few hours. Walked to the main town square and marveled at the late night burger stands with assorted sausages hanging down like a continental butcher. Had a pancake custard berries thing, and 2 really bad coffees at a ‘cafe’. The desert was great, but the latte was terrible. The cappuccino was way worse though. Ah well. It might take some research to find good coffee, I guess it always does.

Wandered back and drank some beer while soaking up free wifi and making plans for tommorrow.
I think I’ll go to the castle first. I definitely want to check out the cubism museum and cafe.