Friday July 8th
In the morning, I ended up leaving the hotel around 11.30am after leaving my suitcase with them. I’d forgotten to check the weather outside inbetween breakfast and packing, so chanced it with shorts again. I’d found Google’s weather prediction to be fairly accurate, but either way, once I’d got outside I found it was raining. Well, I could’ve got my suitcase back and changed into jeans and gone out again, but apart from the time factor, it was very humid so I stuck with my shorts even though I’d end up in them all day.
I got to the shop for midday and the woman there put in a proper battery – and not one of the rechargeables I use (even though they were fully charged) – and it worked fine. So, with a working clock, I left the shop.
I went into the Sex Machine Museum, then to the Church of St. James (nice contrast) and saw the severed arm… well, there’s not too much left of it now. Predictably I went for my last lunch at KFC, but hey, free wi-fi and free toilet – you can’t say no.
My last museum was the Museum of Torture. Overall, I think that with a 5-day trip I had spent about one day too long there. You can look at more and more events and places while you’re there, but after a while you get “museum’d out” and I had plenty of time to sit and relax in the Square inbetween doing all the things I wanted to do.
Anyway, after that, and as there had been a couple of national holidays earlier in the week, this week concluded with some dancing and a school band playing in the Square. After watching some of that, I headed towards the Jewish Quarter to have a look round and do some more shopping, then walking up Parížská towards the Cechuv bridge. I didn’t cross the bridge, and had I had stronger feet I’d have gone across and headed up further to see the National Technical Museum. I could also have looked at the Chocolate Museum and the National Museum in the Square itself, but like I said, sometimes you can get “museum’d out” because you’re just looking at one place after another and taking loads of pictures but not really taking it all in. Perhaps I’ll go back again in a few years and go to those places and see what else is new.
Old Town Square, Prague
After a final ice cream and a last sit down in Prague’s Old Town Square, I took the last few shots and headed back towards the hotel around 7.15pm, was picked up from there at 8.40 by the Shuttlebus, which gave me enough time to move some items from my suitcase to my hand luggage and vice versa. The plane wasn’t due to leave until 11.15pm and drop me back in Manchester at 12.35am (taking into account the time difference), which it managed despite setting off a bit late but sticking to that 1hr 45min duration from before.
Back home it was raining, but I’d beaten the poor weather forecast in Prague, having learned when I arrived that I’d only just missed a thunderstorm on the Sunday, with another one due the day after I returned.
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