Down in the city

So as a cultural venture for our widening understanding of the Czech republic, our school decided to take us on a tour of Prague. Having only seen the really obvious parts of prague centre, and not in much detail or any real knowledge, I was all ears! Then three hours later, when I had't eaten or drunk since about 1pm and it was now 7pm the tour began to lose its hold on my concentration. Oh how I would have loved to have been able to listen to why an astrological clock drew such a crowd every hour, and who or what hundreds of sculptures were. But alas, food took priority and the most important sight of prague became one of the many Hospoda's! Now a Hospoda is a simple establishment that sells basic czech dishes and cheap beer. Perfect, i hear you cry, for the hungry and thristy student! I have already found myself in quite a few. A reliable source of nourishment.
Nice and full and ready to go again, we all went to a lovely beer garden looking over the whole of prague. It was a bit of a locals secret and our arrival was not kindly greeted. We spent the whole evening talking about the different drinking games of europe, and I tried desperately to save the damaged name of the humble brit. I think I am managing to convinvce my fellow europeans that we are not all hoolagans and drunks. I would like to say that we will go back to this beer garden. But the weather has become very temporamental, raining non stop for the last few days. I hope it clears!