The Incredible! The Delectable! The Mind Reading Waitress!
We were shocked to discover, on heading back to
the restaurant the day after, that our waitress wasn’t actually
there. What’s more, horror of horrors, the new waitress didn’t really
speak English. This wasn’t the problem it could have been, as it
turned out that our new waitress was a stunningly talented mind
reader. As we took our usual seats by the window looking out onto
the square, she informed us what we would like for breakfast.
And she was right.
Now maybe there is something of the gypsy magic
that still lingers in the Slavic people, or maybe you can tell from
a persons build the sort of thing they like for breakfast. We are
after all, ultimately, all what we eat (which means if you eat thin
people you can lose weight) … however … I’m going to believe that
someone had told her what we’d had the day before. Otherwise it
just messes with my head too much.
So once again we started the day with perfect eggs.
There would have been no question if these eggs had come before
or after the chicken, as their timing was impeccable. It would undoubtedly
have happened in wondrous unison.
Over breakfast we chatted idly, and made plans
for heading back. We’d decided the previous day that having spent
an extra day here we’d give Prague a miss this time. So after breakfast
we headed back to the hotel, packed up all our bits and pieces,
checked out, and went and loaded up the van ready for the trip home.