Prague (May 13-16 2005)
We arrived in Prague (from Berlin) at the tail end of the World Hockey Championship. The gold medal game was Czech Republic vs. Canada! What better time to show our national pride than to proudly march through the town square with our Canadian flags waving. There are better times apparently. The Czech team was slaughtering Canada 3-0, and the fans were throwing bottles at us. Salt in the wounds isn't just a phrase, it's a Czech way of life.

The next day there was a big party and the Czech team was on hand to take part. This video captures some of the evenings' hightlights, and about 2 seconds of the Czech team as they left the square.
We took a walking tour of the city and visited Prague Castle, walked by the National Musuem, and went to the old town square again and saw the "Orloj"



It turns out that what these arrows were pointing at was not that impressive.

In Prague, the office gossip around the water cooler is on a whole other level. I really want to see Miss Saigon.

It's weird seeing an American car here.

Paul and I had a system to deal with our conflicting tastes in music. I'd choose the theme one night, and he'd choose the next. Prague's indie-hipster scene wasn't bumping when we were there, but the Reggae night was off the hook. Possibly the creepiest club ever.
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That is indeed pretty creepy. I was waiting for someone to jump out of the shadows and eat you. (Also, that club didn't look all too busy either.) Edit
Yeah it was deserted. 3 people were there besides Paul and I; the DJ, the bartender, and a dude rolling a joint at the bar.
I realize now that my tongue-in-cheek reference to it being "off the hook" didn't work as well textually. Edit
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