Flight Club

You wake up in London. Go to sleep wake up in Amsterdam, Prague, Milan.

Well just when we get comfortable somewhere it's time to go again. Tomorrow morning we leave for Milan, Italy after a couple of awesome days in Prague. If it was up to me I'd probably head down to this town a few miles away for some drinking and rafting/tubing tomorrow, but Feroz hasn't seen Italy so I think that's where we'll be heading. If he ever wakes up we'll make a decision.

Prague has been great. It's got a good old world feel to it, the prices are much lower than Euro-Vegas and the beer's still good. We got in on Sunday, and couldn't really get into much. We were wiped out from a hellish night train. Spent hours cramped knee to knee with some Germans who didn't speak a word of english. They were young though, and even though we couldn't talk we all got along and had some laughs. Maybe they were just laughing at us, couldn't tell.

The first part of the train ride here was excellent. We went to the station in Amsterdam and this woman, seeing our state, must have taken pity on us. She hooked us up w/ first class tickets for cheaper than 2nd class. The tickets came w/ access to the first class lounge. A posh empty room stocked w/ FREE booze. We made good use of our time in the lounge and got on the train w/ a nice buzz. It was a sad few minutes when we had to give up the recliners for the cattle car.

We survived though and like I said hit Prague. Sunday was uneventful, after the nap nobody wanted to party. The hostel was dead, the town was dead. We sat around w/ some of the workers till 3 and called it a night.

Yesterday we did a half-assed site seeing job. Just walked around in intense heat, saw the charles bridge, an opera house? and had a few beers, which definitely could have been colder.

When we got back to the hostel we got ready to go out. Went downstairs and found signs of life! There's an outside area where you can sit and drink here,*and a cheap supply of beer* and there was a large group of Canadians living well. They had a case of beer and huge plates of pasta and sausage. We were starved for other people so we dragged up a chair and sat with them. They're the ones who are heading to the rafting town today actually, they'd been on a similair play it by ear schedule, had tried to get to rome twice and somehow ended up in prague.

Well they were fun, but I was feeling pretty social so I just started grabbing any english speakers who were outside. Feroz followed my lead and we started a good sized party. After a few more rounds, Feroz, me and this Peruvian Daniel decided to go to a big club near the charles bridge. Everyone else stayed but promised to come out tonight.

On the way to the club we ran into a pack of english girls and a utah morman from the hostel and we ended up at the club together. Daniel and the mormon are on each other instantly and Feroz and I are left to entertain the english, and we did a hell of a job.

Fact about english women: they absolutely can't dance. Not even a little. We wanted them to leave us alone but their friend had removed Daniel's shirt, (it's always the mormon) and so they weren't leaving her.

These girls were so impressed by anything we did on the dance floor that I got a kind of ridiculous idea. A quick discussion w/ Feroz led to a dance contest that really, you just should have seen.

We had a kind of soultrain line up thing going, and we got these girls doing the shopping cart, the sprinkler, the skateboard, the downhill skier....yeah I may have made that one up, but we did it. It was fantastic.

No matter what we did they loved it, I was going completely dumb just trying to figure out something that these birds wouldn't like. But I guess when your main dance is this shoulder swinging,head bobbing, finger snapping kind of thing the sprinkler looks like ballroom.

Well at some point Daniel got his shirt back and the three of us went up to get drinks. We toured the rest of the club, 5 floors, and safely avoided the english for the rest of the night. A 3am walk home w/ a stop for some food and here I am.

I'm dragging pretty hard today, fighting a sore throat and cold that has been coming on for days, and honestly I think I'm a little partied out. We're supposed to go somewhere with the rest of the crowd though so I'll have to suck it up.

Off to take advantage of some free laundry and a nice cool shower. See you soon everyone.