Welcome to Prague

Just a quickie to inform you of the overly warm welcome I received in this fine city.

I step off the train at 06:15 or whenever thinking I'll see what's in the immediate vicinity of the station and am almost instantly accosted by what might fairly be described as a low-rent prostitute. Not something that happens to me every day, I assure you (first time this trip, for example). I fend off politely, then less politely and then run away Sir Robin-style (Monty Python and the Holy Grail) into the nearest posh hotel, with the loathsome drab hanging off my arm. Into which she FOLLOWS ME. Thankfully a few firm words from the reception desk and a gesticulated phone soon chased her away. I must be the easiest-looking mark in town. At least at that time of day. Yikes.

Fortunately Prague looks gorgeous and I'm looking forward to seeing more of it. And not haggard strumps.