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Why do men in Prague carry their briefcases just for single lone sandwiches? Why are metro tickets sold in newsagents and not at the adjacent ticket office? How can two relatively normal looking individuals receive so many sneers? How many zoos have Melody and I visited together? These questions and more remain unanswered. Except the last one – the magic number is four.
No less than a day after returning on a six hour bus journey from Cork, and we were off to the Czech Republic for another exciting, chaotic adventure. Everything in Prague is easy – the airport, the bus and the metro. Accessing our hotel was a rather more awkward and time consuming endeavour. We could see it – it was right in front of us – a big, square teal freak of a thing!
