Inter-railers Aren't All Dirty and Smelly
April 12th 1992 I left Berlin and travelled overnight to Prague. Since I graduated from the dirty, smelly inter-railer that I was a couple of years earlier (see Hilariously Funny Italian Army Comedians), I had a shower at the station when I arrived, before setting off to do the Prague tourist circuit (am I now a "tourist"? - see Living in Style in Khao San Road).
The shower cost the equivalent of 30p, for which
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