To be fair, the show that Kiwi Katie led us to wasn't one she herself had seen before, and she was very clear about that. She also made sure that we understood that her friend who suggested it said it was, in a word, "strange". Still, our curiosity was peaked and for about 30 Euro a person, we figured...why the heck not? Black light theater is apparently a big thing in Prague, and we assumed that no one show could really be that much worse than any other.
Well...we were wrong. Or at least, I can only hope we were.
|Aspects of Alice - the strangest show I've ever seen|
When Aspects of Alice was over, we stumbled out into the waning twilight, hungry and confused. From there we made our way to U Modre Ruza, or At the Blue Rose, located at Rytirska 16 in the Old Town. The hotel had called in our reservation earlier that day and we prepared ourselves for what we hoped would be a meal something like our amazing dinner in Berlin two nights prior.
|Inside At the Blue Rose|
|Peter Vok's Duck dish, At the Blue Rose|
And then we waited. And waited. And waited for our food. About 20 minutes after he had brought out the rolls, the waiter returned and made sure we understood that even though he had placed them in front of me, they were for the whole table. Now, we had been hungry when we sat down for this meal - by now we'd been there over half an hour and we were starving. So Steve and I and the Natalies debated. Would they really charge us for these rolls? I mean, this was a nice restaurant. At $25+ US a plate, surely they wouldn't feel the need to charge for the rolls as well. Plus, the waiter was so insistent that we eat them. Would he be that insistent if they weren't included? And besides, they were just little rolls. What could they possibly cost? Certainly not more than 20-30 crowns each.
So we dug in.
Big mistake. While those rolls were certainly delicious, when we got the bill my jaw must have hit the floor. Those rolls ended up costing us 100 crowns each. That's about $6 US, folks.
No roll is worth that.
My cheeks were literally burning red at my own stupidity as we paid the bill, left the absolute minimum tip, and rushed out of the restaurant.
But not before snapping a mocking picture of me with a cardboard cutout of our waiter...who was apparently also the owner of the restaurant.
At this point we all needed a drink. Or ten. So we decided to head over to the club that Kiwi Katie had talked up earlier in the day. "The biggest club in Prague!" she said. "It has five levels!"
Of course...we aren't the five-level club types, but we decided to give it a chance anyway. And I'll say this for Karlovy Lazne - they do love their black lights. (As if we hadn't had enough of those earlier.)
|Like this hollowed-out silo that now houses a sort of VIP table. Oh, and we're pretending to be mafiosos here. I don't know.|
The answer? Not too too bad. There was a moment where a gypsy-type woman followed us down a barely-lit winding road, trying to call out to us, but we ignored her and as soon as we entered Old Town Square she disappeared. The Square itself was practically deserted and the lighting quite eery...it was actually really cool and we spent a few minutes gawking...
So our first full day in Prague came to an end, and we fell into bed happy that we didn't have to meet for our bike tour until 10:45 AM.