Seamless tram trip to Praha main station. A bit of a wait for the train, but a chance to people watch again. Travellers are funny. I am not excluding ourselves from this statement.

Young backpackers are worth watching, obviously been up partying till the wee small hours, hasty packing which requires unpacking on the terminal floor to find important documents. Then repacking, which starts off with folding stuff then ends up as ramming it all in when they realise the time. Struggle into this rucksack which is the size of a telephone box, obviously weighs a ton and is festoned with tied on trainers, sleeping mats and various other trappings. Then loaded like pack horses they spin around in the crowded hall, oblivious to the fact that they are wiping all out everyone within a metre radius. Bless them. 

Then, you get the travellers that get to the top of an escalator, get off and stop! People start piling up gehind them, exclamations are heard!

There are four definitions of `lost`;

Lost - I am lost but will seek help and find my way.

Hopelessly lost - Blindly walking around and around in the hope that something will leap out at them and show them the way.

Desperately lost - Panic mode. Time has caught them out and if they dont find out where to go soon, they will miss their train.

Confidently lost - (usually men!), `I am lost but I do not need anyones help thank you`

The first part of the journey was from Prague to Ostrava, lovely intercity train and we had the bonus of having four seats in a block with a table all to ourselves. Woo hoo. The transfer at Ostrava was a little frantic, but we soon settled into a less nice train which would take us the rest of the way to Warsaw. When I say less nice, I would say equivalent to `Southern` standard, which is ok from Brighton to Gatwick but for 3 & 1/2 hours its not too great. God, the journey dragged. The scenery was quite depressing. Endless conifer forests, with wastelands inbetween. The only animals we saw were a few back yard chickens, a miserable half dozen cattle and a few deer. (Funnily enough we havent seen any sheep since leaving the UK.) There is lots of grafiti on the bridges and every other available surface. Depressing towns and derilict buildings. Quite a few burnt out houses in the more isolated areas. Felt quite miserable by the time we reached Warsaw. I know we were travel weary, but things can only get better right?