I should tell you the joke I heard and that is how do you pick up Russian soldiers that are hitchhiking,,,Bumpity Bump…..you run them over! This is the true friendship between the Russian people and the Czechs. Crappy weather so went to play some mini golf. Out for lunch of goulash and a beer and after that the city went dead. Strange for a Saturday afternoon. I decided to scout out my hitchhiking spot for tomorrow which was exactly where the truck driver that drove me to Prague left me. I walked into town and saw a Kino but the movie was not with Czech subtitles but was dubbed. I walked home but soon I saw a bunch of young people hanging around a building that had a sign “Discotek”. I used my press card to enter and saved a bit of money that way. I write for a British publication “Nomad” that features offbeat travel destinations. Usual Eastern Euro disco scene. Loud mouthed DJs. Mostly British top 40 but if the party censors had been at work there were more than a few subversive lyrics to offend Communist morality. I had two pineapple juices and left after an hour. I had dinner and it was disgusting. The potatoes were black. The meal sums up Czechoslovakia namely that it is mediocre in terms of people, hitching, food, lodging, beer and scenery. I had a beer at the campground with an American living in Berlin who was touring Czechoslovakia on a motorcycle for 4 days. We talked about Berlin and our travels.
“Travels to a Different Time” : 14June1975: Prague, Czechoslovakia: My Last Day in Mediocre Czechoslovakia: If Only the Party Bosses Knew! Running Over Russian Soldiers
