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The Plan
May 28, 1997

London 
June 3, 1997

Paris 
June 4, 1997

Amsterdam
June 9, 1997

Prague 
June 15, 1997 

Prague
June 21, 1997

Montreux
June 27, 1997

Rome 
July 19, 1997

Athens
July 30, 1997
 

   Later that evening we met up with the two Norwegians. 
We went to a couple good pubs and had some good 
conversation. We all agreed to meet at the Prague Castle 
the next afternoon. 

   The next morning I insisted on getting my laundry done. 
Jo wanted to meet Tom for breakfast at a restaurant Rune, 
one of the Norwegians, had taken us to. Oh I forgot to 
mention that I went to church with Jo last Sunday. Rune 
told us about a Catholic church that held services in English. 
We went to this same restaurant while waiting for church to 
begin. Anyway, I could not find the laundry. I walked 
around for at least two hours. Since I was supposed to 
meet everybody at the castle, I gave up and took the metro 
to station nearest the castle. I could not for the life of me 
find the castle. I walked around for a while then went back 
to the station. I asked a man selling beans and grain where 
it was. He gave me pretty good directions. By the time I got 
to the castle I was twenty minutes late. I could not find 
anyone so I just walked around the beautiful grounds. About 
two hours later I left. As I was walking back to the hostel I 
saw Jo walking  with a new guy. We were so glad to see each 
other we hugged.  The guy, Sean, was staying at our hostel. 
He was going to be  going to Budapest on the same train we 
were so she invited him along with us. He was so boring and 
annoying I thought I was going to die. Of course, he was 
American. After spending the day with him we tried to devise 
ways to split from him. Somehow  we finally escaped. 

   The next day Jo and I both had to do laundry. We found 
the place without too much trouble. The Laundromat was 
pretty comfortable. There was a couch and some English 
language papers. 

   Two American guys came in and were obviously having 
problems with the self-service aspect of the machines. We 
told them what to do and where they could change their 
clothes. Later, one of them came up to me and asked if I 
spoke English! I gave the traditional Czech response, "just 
a little." He started speaking very slowly to me so I told 
him he should probably speak louder, also. He still didn't 
get that I was playing with him. He and his friend then 
proceeded to ask me where the nearest strip club was! Like 
I would know. I'm very embarrassed by the behavior of my 
fellow Americans. I asked where they were from and, it is 
hard for me to write this, one was living in Walnut Creek 
and grew up in Danville! Although he graduated in 1995 
we attended San Ramon Valley High together 
in 1991!