The hobag with the dragon tattoo

So, where do you go when you unexpectedly get Thursday and Friday off work? Why Prague of course!! Well, it was not so unexpectedly, but I did think I was going to have to work on the holidays according to my boss.
I have been wanting to go to Prague for years, but have always decided on warmer locations or there was a terrorist attack closing the London airport back in 2006 when I actually attempted to go. So it has never happened...until now :)
I found a ticket for 250EUR if I flew through Frankfurt and opted on staying at a hostile instead of a hotel. I don't like the idea of sharing a room, but I figure I will only be there to sleep and really can't reason the 70EUR difference per night. How bad could it be? hmmmm....we'll come back to this notion.
I'm pretty sure I don't like the opera, but I've read Don Giovanni is really one of the best things to see. It wasn't showing at the Estates theater, but it was showing at the National Marionette Theater. I should have gone with my first hunch that this was a horrible idea. I hated it. There are very few things I have wanted to leave within the first few minutes, but this was definitely one of them. For starters the puppets were mocking the opera and Mozart. I hated that they were making fun of Mozart. The music was nice; still the music from the original opera, but if you think following a normal opera is difficult when humans are singing in Italian...trying following dancing puppets around a stage that are trying to make you laugh. I kept finding my eyes drift around to the various couples in the audience and wonder which 50% of the party only agreed to come if they got lucky because surely they couldn't be enjoying this. The worst part is, when intermission came, I did not leave. I kept hoping it would get better and it never did. Why wouldn't I leave at intermission when I had the perfect opportunity. I'm quite sure 1/3 of the audience left during that time. I was just unfortunately not one of them.
Following the opera, I wandered around old town until I found some live music. I stayed here for a couple drinks, shared some absinthe with a Brazilian couple, then headed back to the hostile to plan my next days of touring.
When I got back to my room, I found a gentleman sleeping on the bunk below me. To be honest he resembled a monk from the shoulders up. So I tried to be quiet as I searched for my Prague tour book. Just then, 2 girls from California bust up in the room, loud as can be and nearly trip over me. I will give them the benefit of the doubt and say they've been drinking too much and have no sense of an inside voice. They are talking of a couple boys they'd been hanging out with, that clearly they liked. Girl #1: "If he likes me, he'll come knock on the door. I told him our room number." Girl #2: "Oh he was definitely into you! I'm gonna go find his friend now." At this point I'm wondering how the guy below me is still sleeping, grab my things and head to the hostile bar for a beer and plan.
Now, we can come back to that "how bad can it be" comment I mentioned earlier. Really, in all my life, I have never experienced anything so awful. Just after I climb in bed for the night, the door comes busting open and one of the girls strips down and climbs up to her bed, beckoning her manfriend. I thought this must be some kind of joke, but no, apparently some people have no modesty. I mean seriously I'm sure they could find a room somewhere to sneak off to just like everyone else in college does. Thank goodness for headphones is all I can say. Unfortunately, as quick as she was to get naked, they wouldn't just get it over with, but insisted to laugh and carry on for roughly an hour when the guy below me finally went down to the front desk to complain. Of course the stupid slut played dumb like she wasn't being loud and called me and the guy who complained rude!

He and I both got up rather early the next morning and SURPRISE I had a big white ass in my face with a dragon tatoo all down the back. When I came back from breakfast there was a new guy in the room who nice and from India. He was asking me where to go sightsee etc and I ask I was replying the hobag with the dragon tatoo had the nerve to tell me to keep it down she was trying to sleep. For those of you who know me, it took all my will power not to climb up in that bunk and shove her ass out of bed. Instead I just took the guy not to worry about talking loud if he had any idea what she had put me through the night before he wouldn't feel bad at all and I just kept on talking as loud as I wanted :)

Prague itself is a fantastic city. So I did lots of sightseeing and hit all the highlights, ate some great food and drank some great local beer. Friday night, I found some live music to listen to and talked to a local guy for awhile before joining a group of younger brits. Really they were like 10 years younger than me, but lots of fun and great company. We ended up going to a disco that has several floors, each one with a different theme and dancing until 5am. Grabbed some food and headed back to the sluthouse, aka my hostel. As I was pretty drunk I more or less just crashed, but bright and early Saturday morning there it was like a bad dream....the dragon tatoo leading down to a bare white ass.

I thought enough is enough, even staying out all night partying I still have to endure the pain of her ass, so I just didn't come back to the hostel Saturday night. I met up with the brits for a boxing match and drinks, then we took one of the guys to a strip club to celebrate his birthday. Apparently we got to drinking too much and I realized I had a flight back to Brussels in 2 hours! Of course, I ran out of the bar, back to the hostel to pack my things and prayed a taxi could get me there in time. Its a bit foggy from all the absinthe and lack of sleep, but I managed make my flight and survived the hobag with the dragon tatoo.