Today's journey to prague started very successfully indeed. Our technique of getting a seat on the train was perfect, and we ended up with a cabin with the three of us and a dutchman called michel. Entertainment on the train included reading harold larwoods book, playing angry birds and dj dan shaws ipod mix. Apparently in the 1920's police used to check drink driving by asking people to say 'sister suzis sewing shirts for solders'. Eddie was pleased with how we 'hit the rails' up until ten minutes out of prague when we got stuck for an hour. Negative. Eventually we arrived in the train station and a taxi driver promptly attempted to screw us over with an outrageous fair. So we decided to stroll to the hostel. Later on we received many invites from friendly men to the 'nemo club'. We said we trying to find funky town instead. Later at a bar we saw an amusing local who got his thrills from scaring unsuspecting ladies walking past. And then onto the largest club in europe (apparently).