“Travels to a Different Time” : 11June1975: Prague, Czechoslovakia: Beer and Goulash Indigestion: Settling My Polish Affair

Last night’s beer and goulash did not sit well overnight so I am suffering from the indigestion blues. I was in bed last night at 20:30 and woke up at 02:30 and tried to fall back to sleep but gave up at 04:30 and washed up and packed ready to hit the road at 05:00 but breakfast was not served until 06:00 so found a communist rag “Morning Star” full of blathering propaganda about the British Communist’s view of the word. I am isolated when I travel in Eastern Europe. I have no idea about what is going on the world and the Morning Star is a source of lies and untruths but funny to read as it is so stupid. At six I went to buy a litre of milk to have with my breakfast of bread, ham, cheese and mineral water. Headed out to a tram after breakfast and yet another gruelling walk after to the highway. I got a good ride with a slowpoke who was going to Prague but he had a two hour stop to make on the way. He left me off and said if I was still there when he returned he would give me a lift. Soon after I was picked up by a small truck going all the way to Prague. Thank the blessed Virgin Mary! There was even some on and off sun for the first time in many days. The pollution is bad in Czechoslovakia and there seems a haze of dark diesel fumes on the highways. Hitchhiking in this country is very difficult. We stopped for lunch and the driver insisted he pay for it. LIVER! Yecch but I ate it. I am sure Mom would say nutritious. At 2 he left me off at the outskirts and said take the tram to the end of the line and there would be camping. What he forgot to say I had to walk a kilometre to the camping. For Eastern Europe the facilities were amazing! Clean and hot water! All for $1 a night. After setting up my tent and working up a sweat I headed into Prague to pick up my mail and find out about a Polish visa. There was only a letter from my Nanny Stephen.

Prague’s streets are swarming with people. I felt like I was in a documentary about overpopulation. You seem to be bumping into people all the time. The lineups for everything were like rural Romania. A line up of 20 people for ice cream! My Polish affair would have to be settled tomorrow as the Polish embassy was closed. I walked around checking the city out and had dinner at a buffet. Not as good as in Brno but edible. I walked halfway home buying some food for breakfast and took the tram the rest of the way to the campground. Had a hot shower then went to play some mini golf. After so much walking I am bushed. There are not that many Westerners here.

Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)

Robert K Stephen writes about food and drink, travel, and lifestyle issues. He is one of the few non-national writers to be certified as a wine specialist by the Society of Wine Educators, in Washington, DC. Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto. Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."

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