Last Hurrah for the Brave Yorkshire Man

Trip Start Apr 23, 2005
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Trip End Mar 31, 2006


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Friday, July 29, 2005

Tired but excited as a young puppy on new carpet, I arrived into Prague and made my way to the hotel. I found the place and stared for a few minutes at the 4 stars lined up underneath the hotel name on the sign. Unshaven, grotty and wearing clothes which had been worn 3 times since the last wash (no laundromats in Krakow or facilities at the hostel), I strutted up to the reception and with the forced air of a man who is used to this kind of establishment (practiced from my time in the normal world when business trips meant that I actually was used to this sort of treatment), I checked into my room. Clean bed, clean bathroom, nice furnishings - I almost peed myself. Lucky the bathroom was actually attached to the room and not down the hall, stairs, street.....

I located a laundromat, cleaned everything and returned to the hotel for a shower. I felt like a new man. The Northern contingent of Staggers had arrived by that time and I hooked up with Sean and co for a few beers and pool and excitedly awaited the London contingent who were coming a bit later. This contingent included Glenn who I hadn't seen for 2 years and who would be my travelling companion for the next 6 weeks in England and Peru. Unfortunately, my pool skills had degraded through lack of practice in the last 4 months and Glenn's first sight of me was running around the pool table with my pants down having lost a game without sinking any balls. The group was finally all there and we proceeded to drink, eat and party into the small hours.


'Nuff said

Next morning I dragged myself down to the foyer at about 10am and had barely sat down on one of the comfy leather couches before Sean appeared and shouted over the foyer to the bargirl for 7 beers, one for each of us that had managed to get up. He was only joking, but the bargirls appreciation of the English sense of humour wasn't quite so sophisticated and 7 heinekens promptly arrived in front of us. That pretty much set the tone for the rest of the day which included crunch rugby under one of the famous bridges, a humiliating defeat in the Australia-South Africa Rugby match watched at an Irish pub and a repeat of the enthusiastic celebrations of the last night.

Having partied himself out completely and thoroughly, Sean was now ready to take the big step of marrying my good friend Sarah. I'm happy and honored to have been able to help him celebrate.

It was good to see Prague as a stag-doer, because as a traveller I would have been very dissapointed. Prague is a very beatiful city that was probably very much like Krakow 10 years ago but now is such a popular party destination that it has almost completely lost its character to the pursuit of the foreign revellers Kroner. Pity, but a great party.

Late sunday we headed back to London where I was spending a week before heading up to Wakefield in Yorkshire for Sarah and Seans wedding.
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jiriz
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So you went to Prague and drank Heineken beer. Remarkable. (nothing against the Dutch breweries, you understand, but it is like ordering a hot dog at a gourmet dinner)

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