So full disclosure: I got sick on my first day in Prague and so I wasn’t able to be out and about as much as I would usually have been. This means that if you’re looking for a helpful travel guide then I won’t be much help. I recommend Nomadic Matt for that.
However, if, for some reason you’re interested in my personal experiences in Prague, then you’re in the right place.
My first night was a write-off. I arrived at my hostel, Hostel One, at about 9pm, tired and in desperate need of a shower after my long bus journey from Krakow. I also had some issues with my bank that I needed to sort out, and by the time I’d corrected the problem, it was too late for me to even contemplate putting a full face of makeup on and heading out to a club with my hostel (and I’m not one of those girls that can pull off the natural look I’m afraid). Feeling drained, I got my head down and got a good night’s sleep.
The next morning, I woke up to a message from 2 lads that I’d met in Krakow telling me that they were on their way to my hostel: they had actually booked another hostel but after taking one look at it, they decided they couldn’t possibly stay there, and so faked a family death (complete with tears!) in order to cancel their booking without having to pay the fees associated with it.
I don’t half befriend good people.
Anyway, by the time I’d showered and dressed, Connor and Ant were waiting for me downstairs and as we were all starving, we headed to Cafe Bavlac nearby for breakfast. Cafe Bavlac is actually really good, and super cheap. I got a huge burger with all the trimmings and fries, and it cost me around £5 – and that was easily one of the most expensive things on the menu.
When we arrived back at Hostel One, the girls on reception told us that at 3pm there was a trip down to the river to go peddle boating, and as we had no other plans, we decided to tag along. That’s one of the reasons why Hostel One is great for solo travellers – they make it really easy to meet other travellers, with daily group trips and friendly staff that go out of their way to include everyone.
When we reached the river, we all split into groups of 4 and paid for our peddle boats. As I was already with Connor and Ant, we teamed up with a guy from the US and all chipped in for an hour on the boat, which wasn’t more than about £3 each. Luckily it was a really sunny day, and as only two of us needed to peddle, I was more than happy to sit at the back and work on my tan. I was even happier when we found a bar that we could float up to and get beers served to us in the boat!
After an hour floating around on the river, I took a walk around the old town with Connor and Ant. Honestly, we didn’t really find anything exciting but it was nice to wander and get our bearings a bit (lol, who am I kidding, I never have my bearings).
After we’d walked around for a while, we headed back to the hostel for our free dinner. All the food at Hostel One is vegetarian and tonight it was pasta with cream and mushrooms. I’d be lying if I said that it tasted incredible, but it was free, and how bad can free food really be? When dinner was over, we headed down to the ‘Rave Cave’ (which is definitely the lamest name ever for a bar but it was actually pretty cool inside), for our free shot (all hostel guests get a free shot on arrival), and some £1 Czech beer.
It wasn’t long until we were playing a drinking game with some people from the hostel, but (and this is really the best way I can put it), they weren’t exactly our kind of people, and so we decided to head out to a bar to meet our friend Steph, who we’d also met in Krakow. When we got to Red Room though, Steph was pretty occupied with a guy from New Zealand, so after another beer, we headed to Chapeau Rouge, a place that had been recommended to us by the people working in our hostel.
Chapeau Rouge is not bad. There are 3 floors of different kinds of music and the drinks are cheap. Unfortunately I got stuck talking to a fit guy who was trying to set me up with his ugly friend which wasn’t exactly how I wanted to spend the night but you know how it is.
The next day I went to a beer garden with a big group of people from my hostel. It was made all the better by an unintentionally hilarious guy from the states who I can only describe as a caricature of a person. After having a few ciders in the sun, I headed back to the hostel to drink in the Rave Cave. I’d decided against going out because I felt so ill, but when I found myself still drinking at 3am with a cute French Canadian guy, I had to question whether I’d really been as sensible as I thought I had.
The next day was my last day in Prague and I woke up feeling horrendous. My throat felt like a cat had been using it as a scratching post, and I could barely go a minute without having a sneezing fit. Despite this, I couldn’t resist going to the nearby cat cafe with some people from my hostel, and I’m pretty sure that playing with cats is good for anyone’s health so I don’t feel too bad about it. (Sidenote: I didn’t take any pictures here but I did take some really cute videos for my Instagram story so you’ll have to follow me @travellingjezebel so that you don’t miss out next time!)
After the cat cafe, I’d planned to meet a friend who was going to show me the major sights (he’d been living in Prague for years) but I felt too sick to even contemplate staying out so I crawled into bed and napped for a couple of hours, feeling very sorry for myself.
I couldn’t spend my last night in bed though, so at 5pm I forced myself to put some makeup on and went to a ‘Riverside Party Tour’ with my friend Jules. I’d been sceptical as to whether or not this tour would be worth the 22 euro ticket, but I was pleasantly surprised. For four hours, a huge group of us were led around Prague by a hilarious tour guide who regalled us with tonnes of facts about the Prague you don’t usually hear about. We learnt about Prague’s dark side, saw some cool abstract art (and actually learnt about it), and spray painted the John Lennon wall, all the while drinking UNLIMITED Sangria and beer, with a hot pie thrown in halfway through.
Honestly can’t recommend the Riverside Party Tour enough, and I’m not being paid to say that!
So, my overall experience of Prague? Mixed. I was sick, I’d just come from an incredible hostel in Krakow that I was pining for, and I didn’t even get to see the castle, which really annoyed me. However, I did really enjoy the Riverside tour, as well as peddle boating down the river, and if I hadn’t been feeling so sick, I would definitely have been out partying every night with Hostel One, who I would definitely recommend if you’re planning a trip to Prague, especially if you’re a solo traveller. You can book to stay with them here.
I guess I didn’t fall in love with Prague like everybody else seems to, but then again, I had such high expectations of Prague that I guess it was always destined to be somewhat of a disappointment!
What do you think of Prague? Did you fall in love with it or did you feel a little bit indifferent towards it? Let me know in the comments below!
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