Of course you can read my version of the craziness here.
We get to the bus station at the correct time and quickly realize we need cash to buy tickets so I run across the street to find an ATM and am HORRIFIED to hear Faith yelling that the bus has left with our luggage and without us! We flag down the next cab we could find and pay an exorbitant rate to take us to the Luton airport, where we arrive just after the bus that was carrying our luggage has left. I speak to the next bus that arrives and explain the situation and he arranges for the next bus in to bring our luggage to the airport. By the time that it arrives we hustle in past security, running to our gate, only to arrive 5 minutes late. Wizz airlines then informs us that we will not be able to get a refund and will have to pay for NEW tickets and the next flight is not for another 12 hours. I wish that Jack the Ripper would pay a visit to Wizz Airlines.
Our AH-MAZING meal we had in the airport. I know. You want it.
After a long boring day we finally arrive in Prague and hop on the bus (driven by Ebenezer Scrooge) and get halfway to our hotel and then take a taxi the rest of the way there, driving by some AMAZING castles lit up at night, reminding us why we came here in the first place. Our hotel room is a welcome sight after a long adventurous day.