Czech it out! We’re in Prague. (Sorry) (I’m catching bad joke-itis from proximity to someone who may be peaking too soon in the trip)
First stop: dinner.
(If you don’t say no, these just show up on your table.)
We have no idea what the money means here. All I’ve figured out so far is I am NOT paying $0.40 to use the bathroom. That decision ruins a lot of days, but I work hard for my money, and I am not flushing it down the toilet. I know that logic doesn’t hold when I use the bathroom mere minutes after consuming a cheap beer, but even I have limits.
We are wondering about the phenomenon of paying to use the bathroom. Here are my objections to it:
-If I earn, on average, $20-30 per hour of work, then it takes me about 1 minute of work to pay to use a toilet. Let’s say I do that once a day for the entirety of the trip. That means I will have to work for about 40 minutes just for bathroom breaks. Convert that into tangible outputs: approx. 3 essays marked, or one and a half piano lessons.
-These washrooms are typically not clean and many lack supplies. So I should factor “price of towel” into my cost analysis.
-Said washrooms also usually manned by a man. Who sits behind a tiny window with a change saucer in front of him and peers through to yell at you to pay.
Is Europe not ahead on many aspects of life? For example, Prague seems intent on having a good time. Go out and have a beer at 10 am. In other respects: more bikes. Fewer cars. Smaller cars. Happy hour. (Everyday.) Webs of metro lines in cities of only 800,000. The option of low or high flushes on toilets. Waiters leaving you alone in a café if you want to work for four hours. So, do Europeans know something about using the bathroom? Like, will we find out it is actually uncivilized to use the bathroom, and only the most desperate, unsophisticated folk pay for the privilege? Or is it conversely a privilege to use the bathroom, therefore only those who work hard, earn their money, reach ever-higher levels of wealth and success can pee in public?
Anyway, Prague rocks.
We walk entire city (we proudly tell ourselves) over the course of the day, stopping for “rests” (AKA paying for a beer but taking advantage of the facilities) along the way. The final destination is the oldest pub in the city, where I have beer and also cheese made with beer.
We find Prague dogs.
At hostel, we discover we have 75 CKZ left. We go out again to see what we can do with it.
Turns out it buys you 2 beers at a neighbourhood pub!
(For those who are confused, it amounts to about $3.50)
Back at the hostel, we watch documentary on the history of communism in the city.
In the am, last thing before leaving the hostel, we make one last pit stop (we are out of change).
Next stop: Berlin.