We decided to leave our hosts yesterday in search for comfier pastures, Not before him and his missus cooked us up a huge Irish breakfast complete with orange juice (and vodka!)
We scoffed it down and rudely legged it out the door to the train station, we had about 5 minutes to buy our tickets to Wroclaw. I bought mine in cash and was ready to go. The damn yank wanted to use his mastercard and the machine died. He tried other cards and by the time it was all sorted it was too late. I returned my ticked and we walked ouside Brno train station to see our train departing. We went to check out buses, then returned to the train station to find out there were no more trains to Wroclaw!
After some sitting and a small amout of laugh-crying I decided I wanted to get to poland asap and we simply had to go north, anywhere. We had made it to the train station so staying in Brno was not an option.
I Have been pretty ill since prague, lots of partying,no sleeping and sharing drinks with a sick bloke wasnt a good idea.
With my illness, exhaustion, bleeding nose and dodgy foot I did what any sensible person would do.
I went back to the counter and pointed at a map and shouted a bit until I landed us 2 tickets to a little place called Lichkov its just south of the Poland border.
We didnt mind that we had no idea what was there or why we were going but it was closer to Poland! The train would arrive at 7 in the evening with a change at Usti n.Orlici. Perfect!
We had a plesant train ride and after our change we try to communicate AT some locals on the train knowing we have no place to sleep. No joy.
We make it to Lichkov at 7.08 and first job is scouting out the train station for a place to sleep, it was really warm in there and seemed to be deserted.
There was a booze sign up the road so we thought we would go mingle with the locals and take a pint! (Only 65p) We got an interesting reception and as usual they didnt speak a word of English which ensured maximum fun. This place was tiny, only one boozer and 50 percent of the clientel were children. I did some pointing, drawing and a bit of barking and established there was nothing in this place and that we should head to Kraliky! We went to the station and the last train of the day was about 40 minutes away. We explored the nothingness, tried some night time hitchiking and then returned to the station where some non English speaking children laughed at us a bit until one piped up and told us what was in Kraliky!
We jumped on the train and enjoyed our free ride (which is becoming normal) it brought us in at about 9pm and we hiked towards the centre with some help from locals.
Everyone in that place spoke Czech, German, Russian and a tiny bit of Polish but English was clearly not cool. We found a hotel on the main square which was silly cheap and they didnt even ask for our id! I did my thing and communicated enough to work out the deal. We then went out, to the pizza resturant of course and then I finally got a decents night sleep. Win!