Czech Republic

Partying in Prague

By on May 9, 2015


The summer of 2013 is full of some pretty crazy stories, but I don’t think any can top the 2-day trip to Prague. We had been gracing Europe with our intoxicated (and occasionally sober) selves for a few weeks now and I don’t think anyone expected Prague to get as out of hand as it did.

1157540_10151833900876273_1754956165_nBeing the motivated group of young people that we were, we set up tent and prepared ourselves for a big night.

After a night tour of the city that I don’t think a single member of the group would still remember, we headed to a 5-story nightclub that we would spend what seems like a large chunk of all our lives at. I have never had so much fun in a tacky club in my life and James and I stayed on the ‘oldies’ level for so long that we heard the Grease theme song play approximately 9 times. (We also halved our body weights from dance sweat).

I can’t say I remember a whole chunk of the night but I do recall Adam pretending to be my angry boyfriend to scare away the seedy Spanish boy who continuously attacked my face and Pat doing a runner on a cab. But eventually we crawled into our tents and called it a night.

Although I spent the next day innocently exploring the city in a civilised manner, things got weird for the group.

I didn’t witness the incident, but one of the guys travelling with us decided to dare himself to jump off Charles Bridge. Yes. One of the most famous landmarks of the city, swarming with tourist. Heads up if you thick this is a good idea – it isn’t.1157401_10151833902121273_1099788408_n

The water isn’t actually that deep and you could potentially end up like our good friend Daniel and crack your head open. Don’t say I (or the many signs) didn’t warn you.

Poor Pat was left explaining the situation as he joined Daniel, and the local police to the hospital. He was also informed that he would have to pay one million koruna in fines as well as Daniels hospital bills. Yep, the boy who runs away from eastern European cab fares was going to fork out over 50 thousand dollars when he didn’t get to even commit the crime. Good luck Czech police.

After giving him a ride back to the campsite to collect the money, Pat reacted characteristically. I somehow think doing a runner from police that are demanding $50,000 may be slightly riskier than a standard cab runner…

Leaving his friends to deal with angry police we were informed that they would be returning the next day to collect 2 million koruna (things escalated really quickly).

The next day we did the only thing that made sense. We did a runner. We did a runner from Prague and never went back.



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