Looking south from the Metronome. (Center) Charles Bridge
The sun was still sleeping when our train pulled into Prague's notorious main railway station. My friend and host, a graduate from VMI's arch rival - the Citadel - would meet us outside the city closer to his home, leaving Alex and I to make our way out of the city via one of the three color-coded subway lines. Easy, right? Not unless you read Czech! Granted, as with the previous countries traversed on our adventure, I had learned a few key words to help me get by, but quickly realized my Czech wasn't exactly up to par.
