Wednesday, March 21, 2012

30th June: Czech Republik

Rise and shine. It's time to travel again. Today started at 6 a.m. From Kalisz, we took the earliest bus to Wroclaw to catch a train to Prague. According to our tour guide Dagmara, it is cheaper if we took a train to the border and switch a train. Oh well, it's quite complicated to explain :S

When we reach  Wroclaw , we just missed the train and had to take the next one which is at about 1.30 pm. So, we decided to go over to some nearby shopping centre to chill and have lunch. Our plan was to catch a cab back to the train station at 1 pm. So after lunch, we went to the main road planning to catch a cab,but fail miserably! So we walked down the road to see a taxi stand (phew!). Looking at the watch, hey, it was 1.15pm already. And guess what, it was lunch time, so yeah, traffic jam. Dagmara asked the driver to drive as fast he could and the driver was such a kind soul to understand. He sped, throwing us around in the car. We reached the station 1.30 sharp, just to hear announcement that the train to Prague is about to leave from some platform (it was all in Polish and only Dagmara could understand). So we ran, with all our luggage (more than 5 kg mind you). When we finally saw the platform that we need to board, we were soooo happy. Running up the stairs, thinking that we could dash into the train. Arriving on the platform, The only thing we see is that the train was still a good 100-200 metres away! Argh! I am almost giving up, because the load of my backpack is really slowing me down. I bet the train conductors were laughing their heart out, seeing 3 Asians running like madmen. But, they are such kind soul to ask the train driver to wait for us. That was a run to remember.
Bus station in Kalisz

Station at the Polish-Czech border
One of the old old trains that passed by
The cafe in the station
After changing a few trains, we finally reached Prague, the beautiful city of Central Europe. So we checked into our hostel, rest and have a dinner at a supposedly traditional Czech food bar. We decided to have pork knuckle which in my opinion is still okay since I have yet to try the German ones.


Dinner!
Pork Knuckle and souerkrout 
Soup!

After a short stroll around the city, a small one, we decided to turn in. It was so tiring!

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