Update: I have posted the photos of us here.Robert and I have been having a blast together in Prague. For a day and a half, however, we took a trip to Berlin and I have to say that I must have fallen in love with Prague more than I had imagined because as nice as Berlin was, I definitely prefer the look and feel of Prague.
It also seemed as if fate tried to tell us not to take the trip at all. We missed the first two trains to Berlin - the first we were exactly a minute late for and the second we were at the wrong train station. However, determined as we are, we hopped on the third train to Berlin and were exhausted by the time we go there. We still had more trouble coming after that, because we got off at the wrong train station in Berlin and it took us about an hour and a half to find the hostel from there.
But we made it! We stayed at the Heart of Gold hostel, which to my delight is themed off the Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy books. We didn't end up in one of the themed rooms but it looked spacey enough. There were jokes and puns on all reading material from the hostel. The biggest downfall is that the beds were cheap Ikea bunkbeds and sagged in the middle, making for a less-than-comfortable night's sleep. No one stayed in our six-bed room so we got it to ourselves.The coolest part about it was the different covers of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy books that were framed on the wall in different languages and from different decades. They also served Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters but we didn't have time for one. Also, Robert bought me a "DON'T PANIC" towel.
We went sight seeing the next morning after we arrived. Now, we didn't actually plan anything. We just decided to take the map the hostel gave us and go with it. We saw huge buildings that
were government owned, such as Berlin's town hall and the Reichstag (pictured below), which holds their version of parliament. I mostly wanted to see the Berlin Wall, but was almost disappointed. From what I'd seen in the videos, it was the big gray wall that was broken up. Now it is covered in layers and layers of colorful graffiti, originally commissioned but now also vandalized. The power of the wall really only struck me when I got back to Prague.By the way, Germany may be the original beer brewers but the Czechs
do it better. We went to a 5-story club, Karlovy Lazne, near Charles Bridge where every floor had different kinds of music. Robert even liked the DJs that were mixing on most of the floors and he's quite the music snob. After a few drinks, we both got on the dance floor and shook what we had, which was probably amusing to those sober enough to notice :)We made it to the top floor but not in the greatest of shape. We ended up walking all the way home because he didn't have a tram ticket, but we did get to stop by McDonald's at 4 a.m. to get burgers.
Last night we went to a drum and bass concert in Prague 8. We didn't stay for the whole show (it went on until 4 a.m. or so) but there was one very good mixer on the second floor.
To keep ourselves well-rounded, we are going to see the opera Carmen tonight. Yes, I'll even wear a dress. With heels. Brace yourself.
