Silly Swedes

Now, let me just say the hostel we are staying in is not a hostel at all. It is a magnificent hotel. Gorgous, stunning bathroom complete with a heated drying rack and waterfall shower. Thats right, its like your showering in the rainforest. There is a bar and resturant in the hostel...which serves cheap amazing food. As well, the rooms are nicely spaced out, with comfy beds and duvets! St. Christophers is offical the nicest hostel we have stayed in.

So we have heard that shopping in Prague is cheap and unbeatable. Well the universe did not want us to buy fabulous new outfits and look hot apparently. We ask at reception where to go. They tell us about this outlet store just on the outskirts of town. Took us a good hour and half to get there by metro and bus. And its outlet for all those fancy name brands we cant afford....like Hugo Boss. Which we would never buy anyways....Nazis helper!

So, we headed back. Once back into town we headed to the square in search of something to our liking. Nothing. By this point, none of us were in the mood to shop. Disheartened we sat down on a bench to figure out the next game plan. Then as if the univerise had sent us a sign, a Thai massage place appeared before us. Suddenly, the body aches and pains of the past two months went rushing through us. Maybe we will just see a price list.

Like all of Prauge....it was pretty cheap. So we all decided to treat ourselves to a massage. Now these were authentic thai women and we were in Prague. They lead you up and command you to undress and go on the table. I went under the wrong sheet so when she came in she yelled at me to get up. (half naked) Then fixed it and told me to get under. Terrifying.

The massage was really good. And they do the whole body...right down to the toes. After the massage we were all on cloud nine. I could literally feel the blood circulating again. Just amazing. When we headed back to our hostel we met our new roomates. The Swedes.

Bjoin, David, and Joel were all from Sweden and here for a weekend holiday. David and Bjoin were studying medicine and Joel was a journalist. More doctors.....popular job over here. They were incredibly friendly and funny. Swedish accents are just adorable and funny sounding. Almost like their singing. Strange. They were going out for the night to some pubs in the area and invited us to come. I love when other people show us around.

We walked around for quite awhile trying to find the pub they were looking for. Swedes we discovered are kinda like the French. They love to stroll....the place could be around the cornor but it will take them a half hour to get there. It was fun though....these guys were a hoot. They have drinking songs. So in beautiful, rich harmony they would strol arm in arm singing songs. It really was a sight to see.

And these guys were close. No homophoia with these guys. It was refreshing though, they were just close friends and loved each other. We never did find the pub they were talking about. However, the stroll around Prague was worth it. We walked along the river, across it was gorgous lite up building including the Castle. And seagulls everywhere. On one pier there must have been over a hundred of them just chilling out.

Eventually, we gave up and decided to just go to the next pub. Coyote Ugly. Nah, it cant be like the one in the states. Sure enough, we walk in and there are the girls dressed in their cowboy gear doing a line dance to Shania, " Man I feel like a Woman." Now, we havent heard country since we left Canada. So we got REALLY excited. Maybe they play all country music! Nope. One song, then back to techno.
Either way, it was a pretty cool bar. That and hanging out with the Swedes is the most entertainment Ive had in weeks. Love meeting new friends.