We holed up in a nice business hotel with Internet access, got laundry done, unwound from two weeks of travel with friends and found a decent Mexican restaurant. It rained, and rained a bit more, then stopped for a bit, then rained a bit more. Hey, didn’t someone tell them that this is early September? It should be warm, semi-sunny and dry…
With that said, the lasting impression that I have of Prague, is the day we went to the train station to buy tickets to Munich/Nuremburg. I’m standing in the middle of the semi-shoddy, communist-looking train station, people buzzing by every which way, and I suddenly realize that as I walk up to the information counter that there are paramedics to my right, with a defibrillator that starts beeping in a bad way. Our first death of the trip. We decided to deal with our ticket questions later, so we headed back out into the rain.
