Praha, Czech Republika

After driving through blank farmland for many kilometres we crossed the border into the Czech Republika and within minutes we encountered an insane theme park named EXCALIBUR CITY! A land where the song menomena of Muppets fame was blasting out of Kinderwelt, situated next to a restaurant located inside a full-sized jumbo jet (featuring an equally full-sized reclining naked lady air-brush painted in the style of seventies California vans.) These co-existed with giant medieval castles topped by dragons, streetlights with nude stark white maidens straight out of the Korova milkbar of A Clockwork Orange, and a gigantic globe with the slogan, "The world is yours!" on it.

Well played Czech Republika, well played...

And then, Praha itself.

You are a beautiful UNESCO heritage site destination and we didn't get to know you in the manner you deserve, and I apologize. Our desire was thwarted by many, many, many small well-placed villages in our path. So to be precise, we were running really late and basically loaded in, set-up and played. It was a good show and I managed to get nicely drunk, a highlight of which was the ride to the hotel when I looked out the window at the full moon hanging perfectly in the night sky and exclaimed, "the moon looks so beautiful tonight, it's hard to believe that one day it will be gone."

Insert long pause here.

The next morning we did manage a long walk through the city center and witnessed a tiny skeleton with moving parts ring in the changing of the hour at the astronomical clock. Paul, Phil and I ate super tasty chicken kebabs and then Marissa, Nick and I went to an Alfons Mucha exhibit. He's the artist who did the famous ad posters of the Moulin Rouge in Paris and I realized that the cover art of Blue Album by Baroness is styled after Mucha. Cool huh? I'm sad to admit that after that we hopped in the van and made our way out of Praha, a city we barely got to know...