Showing posts with label airport. Show all posts
Showing posts with label airport. Show all posts
Monday, October 21, 2013
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Prague Day 1, after Night 1
However you slice it, Prague is wonderful, great vibes and great people, at least so far. The apartment's cat minds minds her own business and has not marked my luggage, yet, which is a plus (besides, in case she did, we would probably have rabbit, for dinner...). Sun is shining and that helps, too.
Tonight I have bartered off an invitation to the grand opening of a new H&M into town.
H&M??? Why???
Well, to start, the event has captured the attention of local fashion bloggers, because it is apparently the result of a new venture between H&M and the italian brand MARNI. However, I am not going there to meet up with local bloggers and discuss of fashion...
Despite the tempting 25 % discount on all the stock, only for today, this is neither the reason why I am going...
Attracting men at a women's night is a matter of fine psychology. Women would likely prefer to be accompanied by women: no boring-looking men around, freedom of chat, interesting and interested conversation about that lovely dressed that you have been wanting for a while.
But here comes the true Czech genius: the organization offers free Vodka!
This country has a bright future ahead.
Some days in...Prague! Night one
Well events do not only is not only in Denmark, right?
After a weekend in Copenhagen, I have landed yesterday night in Prague.
The flight from CPH was ten minutes earlier and I was welcomed on the plain by the greatest anti-steward I could imagine: tall, built, with a hint of a tatoo that I could see on his neck (and which in my head it became a big tatoo of a dragon or a snake that I would see better when he will rip his shirt and hijack the plane). He asked me if I wanted something to drink. I played the macho card: "Beer". "Excellent choice, sir". So far so good.
I need some money and I decide to withdraw some cash instead of changing my Kroner at the local currency exchange office...I am an independent traveller and I have a credit card and I can take care of it.
So I choose the Unicredit's booth with instructinos in Italian (you know...heart's calling), I asked 2000 local crowns and of course the machine gives me ... one big 2000-crown bill. The bus ticket for the town is 32 crowns...
Of course, who would think that a newly arrived tourist at the airport needs small.
Luckily, local currency exchange office was still open...
After a weekend in Copenhagen, I have landed yesterday night in Prague.
The flight from CPH was ten minutes earlier and I was welcomed on the plain by the greatest anti-steward I could imagine: tall, built, with a hint of a tatoo that I could see on his neck (and which in my head it became a big tatoo of a dragon or a snake that I would see better when he will rip his shirt and hijack the plane). He asked me if I wanted something to drink. I played the macho card: "Beer". "Excellent choice, sir". So far so good.
I need some money and I decide to withdraw some cash instead of changing my Kroner at the local currency exchange office...I am an independent traveller and I have a credit card and I can take care of it.
So I choose the Unicredit's booth with instructinos in Italian (you know...heart's calling), I asked 2000 local crowns and of course the machine gives me ... one big 2000-crown bill. The bus ticket for the town is 32 crowns...
Of course, who would think that a newly arrived tourist at the airport needs small.
Luckily, local currency exchange office was still open...
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