We both woke up fairly early, a result of the constant flow of trams and occasional siren under our bedroom window. Dave was sent to the bakers for breakfast at which point the sky was blue and the sun was shining but there was a very autumnal nip in the air. After breakfast we took a short tram ride and then changed onto the funicular which heads up to Petrin, a hilltop park with tremendous views of the city.
We had a pleasant walk through the woods towards the monastery and then as a special treat for Rosena we went into the Miro Gallery. This was Dave's kind of art gallery - small, artists he's heard of, some interesting pictures and best of all less than £2 each to get in.
After the culture we continued in the general direction of the castle and soon found ourselves passing the Black Ox, Rosena's favourite of all the pubs in Prague. She decided that it was time for beer. We were lucky enough to get a table and while we gently sipped our first beers of the day we tried to translate the menu using the limited glossary in our guide book. After twenty minutes the waiter took pity on us and brought an English menu. Lunch of roasted sausage, mustard, bread rolls and gherkins was excellent.
After lunch it was time to hop another tram and we were soon enjoying the trip down the hill and over the river into the city centre. We ambled through the main shopping streets, got lost in another massive Tesco and saw some of Prague's fascinating retail concepts. We went to check out the station ready for tomorrow and discovered that it is almost impossible to get there on foot. Good job it has a metro station.
After this rail based excitement we went back into the Old Town to watch the scary Astrological Clock - a statue of death rings a bell to introduce a (real) trumpeter who blows a blst for the hour. On our previous visit we had twice tried to visit the Golden tiger for a beer but could not get in because of the crowds. All sorts of famous people and even Bill Clinton have been there for a drink. I bet they didn't have to queue on the pavement because the staff couldn't be bothered to open on time. We were so disgusted with the service that we only had one beer each.
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