Hamburg, Brussels, Amsterdam: 12 countries, 1 city-state, 1 principality, 22 cities, 20 train rides & 2 boats

Our time in Hamburg was actually an underrated stop (since we just looked at the map to find a good place to stop between Copenhagen & Brussels), and each day was well spent exploring the city. This may be due to Hamburg being the Richest city in Germany, as well as its biggest port city. The first day we arrived after our train/ferry ride to find our hostel after a solid 20minutes of walking in circles. This was only our third hostel where we stayed in a 6 bed room, so we weren’t sure what to expect. The hostel turned out to be pretty decent and we only had one roommate on our first night there, Sebastian. Sebastian was a tall German fellow from south Germany who was in town to host a presentation in order to get a job, which he did. We talked with him for a short while after we first arrived, and then went out to eat in a cool section of town that was a good mix between record/book stores, and good eateries. After dinner and some walking around the area, we called it a night.

Our second day included a walking tour with the same company we have been taking them with, New Europe, which was easily the most boring of all of our tours. Our guide was pretty decent, but unfortunately, there aren’t a lot of buildings left after WWII that have much historical meaning. There are several “Counting Houses” remaining for some reason, which the tour thought were pretty important. Unfortunately, they are not, and are big buildings that were used by the shipping companies to count things, we assumed money. Also, our tour included some obnoxious Spaniards from the Canary Islands. They decided to cut out of the tour during our lunch break to go up to the top of an old church that our tour guide pointed out. Those leaving didn’t seem to really bother anyone except our guide, who looked betrayed and butt hurt since he had taken a liking to the loudest Spaniard. Not to worry, the group showed up at the end of the tour, where our guide tried his best to entertain us by having a group participatory play about the most famous German pirate. Unfortunately, nobody cared.

After our tour we went back to the hostel where Sebastian had left, and we were greeted by 3 college students from Munich. They were all very nice as we had a nice 20 minute conversation. After that, they spoke to each other only in German and the only words between us and them were “hello” and “goodbye” when entering and leaving the room. After a little while we decided to go to eat at the area we had the night before. After that, we made our way to the Raper Bahn, which just happens to be the largest Red Light District in all of Europe. It was pretty impressive, but it didn’t have the special feel of the Moulin Rouge in Paris unfortunately. While we were there, we also happened to see the house that The Beatles used to live in, and apparently formed at. There was also a cool square with cutouts of The Beatles playing their instruments, with the lonely forgotten 5^th Beatle by himself away from the group. We thought it neat that he was remembered because none of us really knew about him. After a full night of neon lights and a few beers we called it quits.

Our 3^rd full day in Hamburg consisted of us finding a cool botanical gardens where we hung out for a large part of the day. It was a very nice day and the garden/park was the nicest we had been to so far. It may be due to flowers blooming and the European spring finally showing up, but regardless, it was nice. After some reading, digging in the dirt, and admiring the large pond that zig zagged through the park, we decided to go back to the hostel to hang out for a bit. After a while we returned to our favorite part of town for another delicious lunch and then called it a today in preparation for our trip to Brussels.

We took the train to Brussels, and went through some amazing countryside, with hills and rivers and everything, Belgian. We took literally 2 hours finding our hostel. We finally cracked and had to take a tram into immigrant village, and make our way from there. Wearing the bags is exhausting but walking for hours in them is somewhere between getting bamboo shoots in your fingernails and catching on fire. We got there and it was actually a hotel, and almost pretty nice, just in a bad part of town. The shops around didn’t seem to allow women into the stores. That night we just gave in and ate at the train station not feeling brave enough to explore at night time. The room then got so hot, we had to open all the windows and listen to the loudest people in the world all night long. We could have been anywhere in suburban Istanbul for all we knew. In our room however, we got 2 English channels and were very happy. Arrested Development came on randomly at midnight. The next day we made our way through town to the town centre that was quite spectacular. We proceeded to mannequin piss, a little tiny infant statue that pees into a fountain of water, and were surprised when this little baby peeing was such an attraction for everyone. We got some tastes of Belgian chocolate, and now we were on to find out about Belgian beer. We went to a little beer museum, that consisted of 2 rooms, with a video playing in one of them in French or Flemish, or something. Very interesting, but we just went to sample the beer. We all got a Belgian special kriek beer, which is cherry beer, and it was pretty good. Belgian beer has nothing on munich in quantity or quality we decided. After that we went to a super nice park right beside the E.U. and spent the rest of the day throwing sticks and having a blasty blast. We ate some dinner at…. The train station again! I got some exciting wok that tasted like ammonia. The sign “wok-a-way” was meant to be interpreted literally. On our way back we got assaulted by a six year old Belgian girl who caught us off guard with a “bonjour” and then pulled out a gun. (Water gun) We ran for our lives as she chased us laughing shooting water all over us. She then slipped and landed flat on her back, ha! Another night in the bazaar of turkey or wherever Aladdin was from and we were done with Belgium. Chocolate, beer, but no waffles; almost a complete trip. (We later got waffles on a layover from Amsterdam to London in the train station. We said it counts!) We then hopped on the train to AMSTERDAM!

Amsterdam: One of the most beautiful cities we have been to. We arrived to the worst hostel that we had ever stayed at. 16 people to share 1 tiny bathroom and 1 tiny shower. Plus renovations. Perfect. But that was not going to ruin our trip in the most liberal city in Europe. The first day we took a city tour that taught us about the Nazi occupation, leaning houses, the canal, tulips, wooden shoes, and windmills. Don’t worry though the tour also included facts about coffee shops, working girls (prostitutes), and smart shops. Did you know that the red light district will be completely closed by 2012? That is including all of the coffee shops. In the past 9 months over half of coffee shops have been made to close and more than half of the window space for working girls has been bought and sold for advertising space. The EU is pushing for Amsterdam to clean up its act and cater more towards old people that don’t like to have any fun. So basically there is only about 3 more years to enjoy Amsterdam before it becomes just another European city and everything has to go underground. SUPER depressing. After our tour we decided to visit some coffee shops and head over to the red light district and see the actual red lights. To our enjoyment we got to see the A team at work, which meant more attractive girls. We ended the night at our stinky hostel. The next day we went to the Van Gogh museum and luckily got to see quite a few famous paintings (around 200) including The Starry Night. We finished the day by exploring the city, seeing the Anne Frank House, and visiting a huge park. The next day we had an early train back to Brussels, to catch the EuroStar train to London.

Disclaimer: Obviously we had A LOT of fun in Amsterdam. Due to nature of our fun we have decided to omit it. PLEASE ask us about it! We have many fun facts and stories about our experience here!

All and all we had a ton of fun on this trip, some might say the time of our lives. We traveled through a lot of Europe (as stated in the title), but there are obviously places we missed we hope to go to some day in the future. I hope any of adventure that we posted might have brought a smile to some of your faces or perhaps gave you a good idea of where to go/not go. We’ll put a final post up once we get the rest of our pictures uploaded onto flickr. We head home from London tomorrow. Cheers.

Copenhagen: Where Mullet Dreams come true

I’d like to start this blog by posting the following picture. Please try to point out the fake mullet...

(Sorry for the quality, it was done in Paint)

Fortunately for us and the world, all of those mullets are real. For the back story of how this infamous Euro Mullet found its way to Alex’s head, I’d like to first explain what a Euro Mullet is. Like its relative across the pond, the Euro Mullet is every bit as fashionable (if not more) as a classic American/Canadian Mullet. The difference between the two exists with how much of the mullet is made up of party, and how much is made up of business. Like the American Mullet, the Euro Mullet has just as much party in the back. It is up to the owner of the mullet as to how big of a party they want to throw back there, but each hairstyle has the potential for a large fiesta. The Euro Mullet differs by keeping t he party going on the top or in front. This could be compared to a nice after or pre party, which the American Mullet lacks. The American Mullet is all business in the front, while the Euro Mullet is only business on the sides. The hair is a bit shorter on top in comparison to the back, but it’s definitely not all business like its American Counter Part. Now, the Euro Mullet plan has been talked about since the early stages of our trip. The original idea was for Alex to allow a culmination of our mullet dreams to occur on his birthday, which was celebrated in Vienna. However, the idea had nearly faded by that time and he was not up for the task. To our surprise and delight, the talks began once we arrived in Berlin and it was then decided that the Euro Mullet would happen. Unfortunately, we decided to pursue the mullet too late for salons to be open on Saturday, and sadly, nothing but restaurants are open in Germany on Sundays. This was quite sad and I felt that this demoralizing chain of events might Alex to have a change of heart. Luckily for us, not more than 100 meters from our hostel, a salon appeared and it appeared that my mullet prayers had been answered. Once we got to our hostel on our first day in Copenhagen, we immediately rushed back to the salon to make an appointment for Alex’s date with mullet destiny. And thus, this was foundation for the new wave euro mullet joining us for the tail end of our trip.

We got ourselves out of bed and made our way to the Berlin train station for our early 7:45 train to begin our journey to Scandinavia. The Berlin train station is important to point out due to the fact that it looks like a space station. It is 5 to 6 stories tall with a large glass dome over the main part of the train tracks. Everything is very new and clean, and the ticket office (as well as in Munich and Hamburg) happen to have the friendliest and most helpful workers. Now, our train ride from Berlin to Copenhagen was not entirely exciting besides the fact that half way there, we were surprised to see our train riding into a massive ship. It was then that we overheard the train conductor tell us that we needed to get off the train and go above to the deck of our ferry. This was a bit surprising since we had no idea this would happen, but it was a neat experience all the same. We enjoyed the quick 30 minute boat ride from Germany to Denmark, and then headed back down to the train for the remainder of our trip.

We arrived in Copenhagen and had to take a subway about 6 stops out to the suburbs. We then made a 5 minute walk to our hostel, which was the basement of an Old Danish couple’s house. We were greeted by the lady who lived there and her old dog Kekka, and she showed us our room that was in a separate door leading down to the basement. The entire basement was made up of a small kitchen, a large bathroom, and two rooms connecting to the kitchen. Our room which had 3 beds (two twins and a full sized bed) and the other room had 2 beds in it. It turned out that a couple stayed in the second room for the first night, and then we had the place to ourselves for the last 2 nights. Our room also had a refrigerator and a television with MTV Germany. Even though we weren’t in the middle of the city which we usually strive for, we all enjoyed the hostel since it felt more like a home, since it was someone’s home.

After we got settled in the hostel, we went and made the aforementioned appointment for Alex’s mullet, and then headed into town. It was once we got into town, that we found out that Copenhagen is pretty damn expensive compared to other places we have been. We explored the downtown area of Copenhagen and the various walking streets with oodles of shops lining them. Once we had a good tour of the center of the city, we decided we’d find somewhere to eat. The only problem was that it was hard to find any restaurant that wasn’t less than $20 bucks a person for an entrée. With our hunger pains growing and our patience dwindling, we decided to eat at a Chinese restaurant advertising an all you can eat buffet for only 100Danish Kroners (about $18). We didn’t have a lot of other options so we decided to go for it. The food was about what you’d expect to find at a $5.99 all you can eat American Chinese Buffet, but we won’t complain because if there’s one thing we’ve learned about international cuisine here in Europe, is that Asian food tastes about the same everywhere we go. After dinner, we took the metro back to our hostel and stopped at the grocery store to grab a few beers to try to avoid some of the high prices of the restaurants. We then saw the sun go down at around 9:30 and enjoyed some German MTV before calling it a night.

Day 2 in Copenhagen started with us eating some breakfast that we bought at the grocery store. We then prepared for Alex’s appointment with the hair cutter that would cut about half of his hair off. Luckily for us, we noticed that the two people working in the salon spoke English very well when we made the appointment the day before. The only thing left for us to do was figure out exactly how to tell her what Alex wanted his hair to look like. We managed this by simply taking a picture with our Iphone of the perfect Euro Mullet and showing it to her. The lady cutting Alex’s hair took a quick look at it, and assured us she knew exactly what to do. Alex looked a bit nervous as the lady proceeded to cut large quantities of hair off of his head, quickly. She definitely didn’t start off slow by cutting little bits off. Well her technique worked like a charm because in 45 minutes, she had cut Alex’s hair almost exactly the guy in the picture.

Once Alex’s hair was complete, we decided to go on a tour of the Carlsberg Brewery. This turned out to be a fan favorite for all of us as we started the tour off by viewing the world’s largest beer collection (around 16,000+ different beers). Once we got through viewing that, we followed the history of beer, Carlsberg in general, and how the company has grown and the techniques for brewing have changed. We also got to see their Clydesdales (which look like Budweiser horses but are champagne colored and their tails touch the ground) in the Carlsberg stables. The entire tour was very educational and entertaining. After the tour, we got to go to the brewery’s bar and enjoy 2 free beers, which many selections were brewed there. We all enjoyed our selections and had a fun time enjoying our early afternoon.

After the brewery tour, we made our way down to a small section of Copenhagen on the south side called Christiana, free town. Free town was known for its lenient policy on drugs and political views but in 2008, new laws restricted how free, free town was. It is some small islands with canals going all along the middle of streets and has a lot of Dutch architecture. It is very beautiful. We were just walking around when all of a sudden we heard shouting and yelling and all sorts of ruckus about. Alex and David ran towards the street, as we could see riot police and crowds of what looked like Turks yelling back and forth to each other, while Brittany yelled to get back. We all felt a little uneasy when we saw tons of police running every which direction and TV cameras trying to catch all the action, as well as police pulling a rioters shirt over his head and throwing him on the ground on the same sidewalk we were viewing it from. It got a little too real at that point so we decided to bail around the block and make our way back, but we all had our first experience of civil unrest. We then took a metro back, after a tedious ordeal with the tickets, and had a pasta party for dinner inside our bomb shelter basement.

On our third day in Copenhagen, we decided to take a short 30minute train ride to Malmo Sweden for the day. Malmo ended up being a lot like Copenhagen which I guess isn’t surprising. We explored the city to its dumpy castle it bragged about in the guide book (which looked more like a medieval textile factory) as well as the lone existing windmill of 11 or 12 of the originals that were built years and years ago. After we got done exploring a bit of the older section of Malmo, we decided to go explore the newer parts. We came across a very cool square that had lots of appealing restaurants with tons of tables set up outside on a day with good weather. We then made our way through town that, like Copenhagen, had a large walking street area with its fair share of stores and shops. After we got done exploring, we went back to the restaurant square and picked the one that looked the best to us and sat down to eat. To our surprise, Malmo was a bit cheaper than Denmark. We enjoyed a delicious meal of seafood at the main square and decided to head back to Denmark. We packed up and got ready for an early train ride to Hamburg.

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Berlin: Mo walls Mo problems

First Day: Got to Berlin and found our hostel in the middle of the suburbs. We actually were in the city, but the way the city is setup made many places within the city actually feel like the suburbs. It took a long time and a lot of walking to find it. It was an apartment building that had a hostel on the first 2 floors. So far one of the nicest hostels we have stayed in. 24 hour bar on the ground floor was nice as well. They also had a buffet breakfast that included cereals, meats, eggs, yogurt, juice, and various types of bread and jam. It definitely beat the European breakfast we have become accustomed to. Our 6 bed room was huge and we got the pleasure of sharing it with a British guy that looked like Jason Statham. He was very nice and drunk the day that we spent with him. We spent the remainder of the day exploring our neighborhood and drinking beers/diet cokes in a park where there were tons of people just hanging out. The park was Volkspark Garten, and it was really cool to see the “alternative” culture, basically everyone drinking at parks, museum lawns, anywhere they want to.



Second Day: We started out our day by switching from our 6 bed room to a 4 bed room (we planned this before arriving and the hostel unfortunately had no 4 bed rooms available all 4 nights). We were sad to say good bye to our roommate Jason (real name Luke), but we luckily saw him wandering around drunk from time to time after our departure. After we got everything figured out with our room, we decided to take a free tour of Berlin and were lucky enough to get a great tour guide that was extremely knowledgeable and fun to listen to. The tour lasted around 4 hours and we got to see; The Brandenburg Gate, The Reichstag, stand over Hitler’s bunker, Holocaust Memorial, Book Burning Memorial, Checkpoint Charlie, Potsdamer Platz, SS Headquarters, The Berlin Wall, TV tower, Gendarmenmarkt, Museum Island, Pariser Platz, Luftwaffe HQ, and Bebelplatz. The main sites where cool, but his stories of the underground Berlin, as well as about David Hasselhoff really made us like him. Apparently the hoff feels he is responsible for the fall of the wall by the hit song he put out right before it fell. He comes to the museum yearly asking why he doesn’t have his exhibit. I believe every bit of it, and how could you not after watching this... .

After the tour we decided that it was time to do laundry. Laundry is always an ordeal because we all wash he entire contents of our bags and it usually takes a little bit of time. Luckily for us, the machines were German, which meant that we didn’t entirely understand what the buttons we began pressing, actually did. Our crappy German laundry skills lead to us having tons of damp clothes after our 2 hour attempt at trying to dry them. They have actually stayed wet easily the rest of the trip. One was a washer slash dryer combo in the same machine; unfortunately it did neither very well.

Once we were done with the wash, or done trying to figure out how to get our clothes dried, we went back to our room, to meet our 4th roommate. Now we had already dealt with our first problematic roommate, Hairy Bitch Boy in Munich. Well, apparently Germany has attracted these kinds of people to us as we were greeted by Stinky, the Italian from Milan. Although he was very friendly to us and not nearly as Hairy (well he was, but his hair didn’t cover the bathroom on a regular basis) he still smelled like a wet muskrat. Seriously, it smelled like he dipped his bag of clothes in vinegar and left it in a football locker for a couple of weeks before he got to our room. Luckily for us, he wore the same shirt every day, so that was a plus. After we became accustomed to the stench (David was lucky) we fell asleep and dreamed of Garbage Pail Kids thanks to inspiration from Stinky.



Day three: We got up nice and early, noon, and made our way to the east side gallery. It is the longest stretch of the wall that is still intact, but is filled with colorful street art and graffiti. Some of it was really amazing and all was laced with inspiring words written all around it. After that we took the S-bahn down to Alexanderplatz. There was another Easter festival thing, a terrible modeling show and half-assed street performers that were dancing as they jump roped. Not like cool jumping, retards with a rope. Other than those keen observations, it was really cool. There were tons of people, and stands, and trampolines and such. We then took the advice of our guide to go see a part of the town where all the punks go get “pissed”. Pissed meaning drunk we assumed. It was called Friedrichschain. Well we got off the train and definitely crossed the tracks. We saw a lot more of this DIY (Do It Yourself as they call it) lifestyle we were hearing about and it was really cool. Tons of secondhand stores everywhere, where Alex broke down and had to buy a corduroy vest. There were plenty of cool restaurants and we ate at an Asian place out on the patio. Everyone was on bikes, bikes, bikes, bikes. No one walks in Berlin; it is too sprawled out, suburbish. We went to a park that had a market in it and just basically walked around getting the feel of the city. When we were leaving we did see the punks he was talking about, down by the tracks getting trashed. What more could we want? We then had to eat dinner downstairs at the bar with paninis, while Brittany ate a store bought salad; salad, salad, salad she loves the store bought salad, which we always reply that it doesn’t constitute as a full meal for 2 growing boys.


Day four: Flea market, cool toys for all! Alex felt compelled to buy this 1952 twin lens reflector camera! All pieces present and in working condition. Brittany was equally compelled to buy a locket with two random faces in it! David showed a little more constraint but he was tempted by this or that for example, antique cutlery and accordions. This little market right by the s-bahn station had it all! Just more stuff to lug around with us for the rest of the trip. That was more of a side-trek and we soon took a train to downtown. We arrived at the Reichstag, the German parliament building. It has a clear dome at the top that you can walk up to and look down at the people working and make funny faces. Well we didn’t do that, the line was too long. What we did do was even better. We went across the street to the Tiergarten , the largest park in Europe, and the games began. We played great games like David and Alex throw sticks at each other while the other can’t move. We also played “bet you can’t karate chop that stick in half”. Alex did, and won 2 euro for it. The bruise on my (Alex) forearm was more of a trophy than a scar. Brittany also liked the games as she would throw sticks and huge logs at us, point blank, while we weren’t looking. It was a fun day all-around. After dinner at one of the cooler parts of downtown Berlin (unfortunately not much was open but everything looked cool closed), we decided to call it a night for our early train to Copenhagen.


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Bob Lahblah Prague Blog, Dog

Day 1 began with us saying good bye to Pooptastic Budapest, and heading to Prague. The one problem with us getting to Prague is that we had to get back to Vienna, and then switch trains to get to Prague. This problem then spiraled out of control once we were told we’d have to get to the other major Vienna train station to catch our train, in 30minutes. We unfortunately, did not catch this train. Luckily for us, another train was leaving for Prague 2 hours later so we simply jumped on that one. This made our arrival to Prague a bit delayed, but it wasn’t a huge problem. Oh, and all of this happened on my (David’s) birthday. I thought we’d surely catch the first train to Prague since it was my birthday, but unfortunately that didn’t happen.

Once we got to Prague, we made our way to our hostel, which turned out to be a reception area that was located in a separate building from our room, which just happened to be 123 steps up to the 5^th floor without an elevator (Don’t worry, Alex counted). Once we got up to our hostel room glistening from sweat and panting we sat down to figure out what to do for the night. Our hostel room was a room that was connected to a joint kitchen and bathroom with another room that was uninhabited for the first 3 nights. After a while we decided to go to an American themed bar and grill simply named Joe’s Bar. We managed to find this bar against all odds with the guide of a shitty map, no address, and the help of a tourist office employee. Once we got there, we enjoyed a few Prague beers and a full menu of American/Mexican food. We all enjoyed a delicious plate of enchiladas, quesadillas, and a burrito. The place was everything I wanted for my birthday in all American fashion. After a while, the bar started closing and we decided to call it a night.

Day 2 began with us began with us going to the market for some of that irresistible breakfast food of jam and bread we’ve come to love so much while we’ve been here. After we had our fill of the stout breakfast spread, we headed out to a free walking tour of the Prague Old Town and Castle District. Apparently there is a special Easter festival going on which brought out tons of Czech tent vendors that offered everything from Old Prague Ham to special painted ceramic eggs. On our way to the tour, we decided to grab a large sausage in a little bun for a quick lunch from one of the vendors. It was definitely not an American hotdog, but it was tasty all the same. We eventually arrived at the meeting point to be greeted by our tour guide Veronica, and her assistant, Honey Bunny which happened to be her Long-Haired Weimaraner (A dog).

Our tour started off great and was very interesting through and through. We saw the Old Town Square, Rudolfinum, Charles Bridge, Mala Strana, Parliament, and Prague Castle, Changing of the guards, St. Vitus Cathedral, Strahov Monastery, Infant Jesus, John Lennon wall, Little Venice, and the place where mission impossible was filmed. Veronica continually made us laugh, due to her unique accent that sounded similar to Borat frequently . Also, Honey Bunny would attack her from time to time which was funny as well. After our tour was over it was nearing early evening so we made our way back up the 123 stairs to our hostel to rest before dinner. We decided to walk down the street to surprisingly enough, another Mexican restaurant. Luckily this place promised us that they abide by authentic Mexican recipes and are the real deal. They also had to describe in detail what each Mexican dish was such as: tacos, enchiladas, burritos etc due to the fact that I don’t think many people in the region are very familiar with what Mexican dishes entail. After dinner, a few drinks (we had some Czech Budweisers since they have a local brewery), and using the Mexican restaurant’s free wifi, we decided to call it a night.

Day 3 began with another hearty helping of bread and jam and then we were out the door the take the same company’s tour of “New Town” Prague. We were running a bit late, but caught up the tour at their first stop and low and behold, Veronica and Honey Bunny are giving the New Town tour. Our tour went very well and Veronica once again cracked us up from time to time with her Czech accent and references to American Pop Culture, “Ar Wade” = Darth Vader. On this tour we got to see much more recent Prague building and sites such as: astronomical clock(not so new), Powder tower, Charles University, New Town, Wenceslas Square, National Museum, David and the Horse, National Theater, The Dancing Building (pictured above), and the Jewish Ghetto. We were also able to see the difference between the different time periods’ architecture styles.

After the tour was over, we had some delicious “Old Prague Ham” (smoked chunks of ham, mustard, and bread) and shopped around in the old town Easter open air market. We also ate these delicious treats of sugar bread that are cooked on a spit over an open fire. Alex bought a fruit pancake, which was slimy and gross. Alex also decided it was time to buy a Sherlockesque pipe and pick up a new hobby, so we found the perfect one near the open air market. Hey, they don’t call 21 the new 65 for nothing. We explored more of the newer part of Prague which happened to be a lot closer to our hostel than the old town portion of Prague is.

Our last day was spent eating delicious, cheap, and hugely portioned Czech food and then going to a park in the middle of the river on an island. Alex wanted to do this so he could smoke his cherry tobacco and climb trees. We also went to Charles Bridge again so that we could touch the statue that gives you good luck and watch street performers. Our night ended eating some good Greek food and then going to bed so that we could catch our early train to Berlin.

I think that it is a good time to mention that we have become people haters. Specifically, haters of school groups that seem to be swarming the continent of Europe. These groups swarm hostels, restaurants, trains, and historical sites. These people should be added to peoplewhodeserveit.com. They are monsters that suck the very life force of everything they touch. Want to get a seat on a train? I don’t think so. These kids have managed to take every seat with their bags, feet, and disgusting smelly bodies. Oh did you want breakfast in the morning? If you don’t get to the breakfast line 12 hours before these creatures don’t count on anything being left. They are the plague of locusts from Moses’ time.

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