I woke up excited to carry on with our journey, but also really sad to leave the comfort of Soukenishka and Jon. We had our usual breakfast and joking and we left the house Tabor-bound with Jon at the wheel. It was sad driving through the hills of the South Bohemia region, somehow in just ten days they had become as familiar and soothing as home. I think it reminded me of the approach to Barton-under-Needwood, the approach Mum had told me cemented her decision to make the village my childhood home. Waiel and I were quiet in the car as Jon and Sarah joked around in the front and pointed out points of interest to us. She was leaving today too.

We arrived at Tabor bus station and after finding our platform we said a genuinely sad goodbye to Jon. He looked like he was crying and made us promise to come back which we happily agreed to. He really is an amazingly warm and sincere man. I’m going to miss him. And so we left our third and final Workaway project and rode the hills of the southern region by bus to Prague. It was only around £3 for the hour and 45 minute journey.

We arrived in Prague and said goodbye to Sarah, I know we’ll see her again soon so it didn’t feel too sad and she was off to travel back the way we had come through to Split in Croatia.

We found A Plus Hostel, where we were staying and it was a relatively nice hostel for out £8. And with a free buffet breakfast you can’t complain. So off we went to explore the city.

We sat in Wenceslas Square admiring the beautiful buildings and watching the people, there must have been a football match that night as the blue-shirted yobs were out in force shouting in Czech all over the square. Some American students came and interviewed us for a book their professor was writing, that was fun. Then we trod the well-travelled tourist route with some extra tips from Jon thrown in.

Climbing the hill up to the monastery vineyards was great ­– you can see the incredible spired skyline of Prague clearly. The castle, cathedral and streets at the top of the hill were amazing. The Toy Museum had some great relics and the guards make for a great photo. We stayed up the top looking out over the city for a good while until it started to rain.

We walked down the cobbled streets into a well-restaurant-populated area of the city. Signs bearing goulash and authentic Czech dishes reached out to us, as did the absinth shops and free art galleries. But we chose to eat at an outdoor restaurant around the back and away from the main road. Waiel had wild boar with gingerbread dumplings, I had salmon with mushroom risotto and cherry tomatoes. It was incredible. For dessert I had pancake with vanilla ice cream and caramel sauce. Waiel had apple strudel. It was delicious. We carried on our tour of the city via the Charles Bridge, which I wasn’t particularly impressed by then onto the winding streets behind the square. There looked like some great restaurants and bars I’d like to explore around but we gave ourselves to the Propaganda museum bar. Sounds a bit strange but we got BOGOF and when you went down it was an amazing cave decorated with communist relics rather than being a museum. The food smelt incredible and it was a wicked little place for a drink. Then we went to see some live jazz, this seems really popular entertainment in Prague. Then off to bed.

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