Oh, Flip

Amazing night, rough morning. Although when its self inflicted I suppose theres not much room for complaining. Today, us girls, Erin and Rob headed out for a touristy day in Prague. Rob had the grand idea to go to the Castle. There was a tour through New Europe for the castle so we all agreed to go. When its through New Europe they also accept my fake student Id card so I get a discount. Cha Ching!

Now, today we had the pleasure of meeting Flip the tour guide. Ill never forget this guy, and its not because he was a specutular tour guide. He was awful. While he was knowledgable and passionate about he was speaking about...he was boring. That, and he tired to tell jokes. Jokes that were painful to listen to....because they werent funny...I literally heard the crickets cripp.Not even enough for a pity laugh. He would even try to redeem himself...."Sorry, new joke...im working on it." However, when your hungover and bored....other things are hiralrous.

We quickly lost interest in the Castle tour and found enjoyment in the people around us. Especially Rob. Rob is new at the tour thing and made the classic mistake. When a tour guide is speaking, everyone huddles around in front of the tour guide to listen. Rob, unfortunatly stood right beside the tour guide in front of the group to listen. Me and Christie almost peed ourselves in laughter. We were waiting for Rob to assit in the tour.

The Castle was not what we expected. It was more of a grounds then a classic castle. And the history to be honest was lacking. Expect, Mick Jagger paid to light one of the buildings. And Flip like St. George cause he fights dragons. (went on for a half hour with that one.) Nothing much was taken from the tour...it was a real disappointment.

However, there was one building I found of interest. It was the headquarters for the communist regime informants. Here, they would take anyone they felt like and torture them and imprison them. For nothing. At the height of communism in Prague 1 in 5 people were informants. They were expected relay information about their family, neighbors, and friends. Anything, if they laughed at a joke or read something of interest....even if they look at someone the wrong way.

After time, people in Prague were very distrustful and frightened of everything and everyone. They learned to not laugh, talk loud, learned to huddle together, and be very careful of their every move. Flip explained that allow communism is gone, the nature of these people stays the same. While the younger generations are more open and have a sense of humor.....the older generation that lived through it hasnt learned to let it go. Thats why Czech people dont laugh, smile, or show much expersion at all. We have noticed this...now however...it makes sense. Its sad that this is what communism has left behind. That, and now I understand why Flip doesnt know how to tell a joke.

That night we went back to our hostel and had a bit of a party. Evan, Erin, Rob, the Swedes and us girls chilled in our room and played drinking games. It was a blast. We even learned a couple new games from the Swedes. After the Swedes took us to a place called Criss Cross. These guys def know where their going. This place was neat. Had all this metal art work of moving pieces. It was pretty trippy.

There was even a place in the basement that was pitch black expect for the odd light. Strange.
After awhile, we were itching to dance so we headed back to the five story club. Its so huge that we found even more places inside. Incredable...I dont even know how they staff the place. Its THAT big.

After a successful night of fun we enjoyed a quite beautiful walk home along the river side.