Czech-ing Out

Okay, that title was a bit lame, I know.  Our last day in Prague was a full day as our train wasn’t leaving until 630pm.  We took our time eating breakfast, getting packed and finally left the hotel just at checkout time.  From there we took the metro to a large park on the edge of the city, just across the Vltava.  It was a beautiful expanse of greenery, a church, statues, a few cafes and great lookout points.  We took the time to let Lacey off the leash for some exploring, took a few photos and enjoyed the scenery.

Vysehrad Park

Vysehrad Park

Looking along the Vltava

Looking along the Vltava

She loves getting off the leash and exploring

She loves getting off the leash and exploring

She doesn't love posing for pictures

She doesn’t love posing for pictures

You can see the ruins of old baths along the cliffside

You can see the ruins of old baths along the cliffside

Our attempt at a family picture - again, Lacey hates posing for pictures

Our attempt at a family picture – again, Lacey hates posing for pictures

Just us

Just us

A shiba contemplating the vast world beyond

The shiba contemplates the vast world beyond

A mini vineyard on the grounds

A mini vineyard on the grounds

The Church of St. Peter and St. Paul

The Church of St. Peter and St. Paul

After a few hours of wandering we headed back to the city center for lunch.  Unfortunately it wasn’t exactly warm and we had to sit outside on a patio thanks to the pup, but as long as the wind wasn’t blowing we were okay.  We decided we’d blown enough time so made a quick stop off at the grocery to get provisions for our overnight train then collected our bags and made our way to the train station.

We boarded the train and found our compartment.  Since it was an overnight train and we had a dog, we were required to get a compartment for only 2 people.  It was essentially a bunk bed, a very narrow walk space and a sink.  They did provide a bottle of water each, towels, and soap.  A toilet and shower were at the end of the compartment.  We settled in for the long trip back to Amsterdam.  It wasn’t the most comfortable trip, especially since the pup slept on the twin sized bed with me and train wheels screeching along tracks can be pretty loud, but I was able to get some sleep and we woke up in Holland.

Patiently waiting in the train station

Patiently waiting in the train station

Our narrow little compartment - thankfully C took the upper bunk

Our narrow little compartment – thankfully C took the upper bunk

Ready to ride!

Ready to ride the rails!

She loved lying next to the window watching the countryside fly by

She loved lying next to the window watching the countryside fly by

Sunset somewhere in the Czech Republic or Germany

Sunset somewhere in the Czech Republic or Germany

I got up to make a toilet run in the middle of the night and came back to this stinker taking over my space

I got up to make a toilet run in the middle of the night and came back to this stinker taking over my space

Our train arrived in Amsterdam late, so we missed our connecting train.  Thankfully another came in 30 minutes.  That train was delayed reaching our final changeover spot so we had to wait another 20 minutes for the last leg of our train journey.  Finally we got on board the final train to the port and our ferry home.  We boarded, placed Lacey in her dog jail, I mean, the kennel, and tucked in for the long trip back.  This time is was the day ferry so we didn’t necessarily need to sleep.  We killed time reading, playing games, eating and having some serious conversations about the immediate future – jobs, possible move, life, stress.  After the 7 hour sailing, we safely landed in England, boarded a train, nearly missed one of our two connections and finally made it back home.  All in all, over a 24 hour period, we were on 7 different trains and a ferry in order to get home.  Thankfully it all went pretty smoothly!

View from our room of the tip of The Netherlands

View from our room of the tip of The Netherlands

The English Channel - who knew it could be so beautiful?

The English Channel – who knew it could be so beautiful?