Feeling a bit jipped by the hotel we were staying in we wandered down the road to a hostel and booked our third night to be there. The place was pretty dingy actually, but it seemed solid and clean enough, the people were friendly, and it was quite cheaper.
Walking back to the hotel I looked over at PugPug (our car) in the hotel car park (behind a secure fence) and noticed it had its wheels clamped! Inside to sort out the drama, and they gave me a form to fill out that should have been put on the dash of the car the first time. Not to worry, not harm done thank goodness.

Next was sussing out the public transport to get us into the old city. It's easy enough to use and pretty much everywhere, so we had no trouble catching a tram into the city and then part way out of it again. D'oh. Have an argument and then catch the next tram back in.

Prague is really such a lovely city. We went into the old sqaure and saw the churches there, including the clock tower. Then over the Charles Bridge and found a place off the main road to eat a traditional Czech meal of roasted duck with potato dumplings, bread and two different types of cabbage.
Mark's camera died, so instead of climbing the hill to the palace we thought we'd head back to the hotel to have a shower (it was well over 30 degrees and were sweating like madmen) and then head back into town to watch the football from there.

Back at the hostel, we ran into a couple of other Aussies - Sip and Joe whom we go on great with, so we sat down to watch England just beat Trinidad & Tobego, went to our new favourite place for dinner "Pet Penez", and then back to the hotel for Sweden and Paraguay. By the end of that we'd had enough beer to just be ready for sleep, and what do you know, our beds were only a lift ride away so off we chuff and lights out.