The train ride from Frankfurt to Prague had been simplicity itself. We turned up a few minutes before it was due to depart, relaxed for an hour in Dresden and arrived right on time in the Czech capital late afternoon.
Ahh the joy of a Eurail pass.
Eight hours of rolling countryside, steep cliffs and free tea and coffee was one of the easiest travel experiences I’ve ever had in Europe. Trying to buy a ticket for the metro at Prague’s main station, however? Not so much.