Behind the Iron Curtain

This will be short, as I feel as if I'm blogging way too much for vacation. Needless to say, I'm in Prague right now, the capital of the Czech Republic. The Czech Republic, hmm, land of a thousand lame jokes. I forgot my czechbook, let's czech that out, I need to czech out with my groceries, etc, etc, etc. After a long train journey from Reutte, I met up with the gang in the very Soviet Union-esque train station. If one thing sticks out from these first 5 or so hours in Prague, it's that it is dirt cheap. It seems as if this country is a huge dollar store. Seriously, everything seems to come out to one US dollar. And it's not like you're getting bad stuff either. Tonight, I had a steak, a plate of fried potato things, and two beers, all for under US 14 dollars. We ate dinner in a very smoky restaurant, but it was good. We all experienced a bit of culture shock, as the waitress was wearing a black skirt, a black sweater jacket, and that's it. In polite terms, she was utterly and fully exposed. Not what you'd typically see in the US. Tomorrow sees an early morning to czech out Prague to the fullest it can be in 24 hours. Tomorrow also rings in Emily's 21st birthday. So, joyeux anniversaire for that. Prague, supposedly one of the most beautiful cities in Europe, dirt cheap, full of amazing beer, and ripe for the picking. Bring it.