Amateur Nasty Tales

I'm sorry for what happened to me today, but nobody believes me here.

I'm still in Prague. I really want to go to the Karls Bridge, where everyone should have been in Prague.

And where did I end up with this weird map of the city, somewhere between railroad tracks and highways?

This can't be true anymore, can it?

Now, me, so I've been turning around here all the time. I just can't handle this thing.