Soon after boarding, the ticket man came around to check everyone’s tickets as usual. As he passed us, he mentioned something about a bus. Due to his broken English, we could only assume he was referring to our train and we thought nothing of it. But at the next stop, he came around again and instructed us all to get off the train and board the waiting bus. We did as told but were utterly confused.
Once aboard the bus we drove for about a half hour before arriving at an old train station. We laughed at the state of the old trains waiting on the sides. We laughed until we realized that was our train.
We boarded, scared as to what we might find inside. Our fears were validated as we came across an incredibly drunk man (who may or may not have worked for the train station itself) sprawled out on the floor between some seats. He nodded as best he could at us as we tried to pass by without disturbing him. The train began its journey and we sat in the old fashioned seats, every so often taking a peak at the drunken man.
We arrived at the station for our layover and checked the signs to see where our connection would be waiting. At this point, there was a group of about 15 people all heading to Prague. We all got to the empty platform, confused yet again. We asked around and were again told the dreaded word: bus.
We were herded out to the bus station and loaded onto a bus. Still a good four hours from Prague and on a crowded bus, we were not looking forward to the ride. However, after asking around, it appears they were doing construction on the tracks and were bussing us to the next station on our way. After another half hour drive we arrived at the next train station and continued our journey by train to Prague.
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