I'm really glad I went, not only because I got to see the castle but mainly because of the people I met there and what we did that made it one of the most memorable nights of my entire trip. & also one of my favourites.
Now that I think back to it, it was kind of dangerous too but at least I made it back alive..
I have always heard that in Prague, most of the taxis you see on the streets are illegal. It's advised that you call a taxi company for one instead of just waving one down on the street as the taxi driver might try to scam you. But luckily taxis there are very cheap (which was perfect for me, considering I just visited London & Copenhagen right before Prague..the 2 cities with ridiculously high cab fares!) So I took a taxi to get to the Castle and did my own sightseeing for awhile:
M told me they live right by the Czech-Slovakia border so they're in Prague almost every weekend just for the beer. They asked me to go to a little pub/bar with them to try the beer. At first I didn't want to go because I was tired and in heels (if you know what the streets of Malá Strana are like you'll understand my pain) but then I ended up going.
At the bottom of the stairs, I saw we had to walk another steep and narrow alleyway (with deadlier cobblestones) to get to the pub. Seeing my hesitation again - suddenly M grabs me, lifts me up and carries me the rest of the way (I'm usually not so high maintenance!)..images of him dropping me and cracking my skull on the cobblestone immediately flashed through my mind..
We stayed here for a while. Some other people they knew were also at this pub so I was introduced to more people..including a couple that spoke English. Good timing as M was getting drunker and not doing his job as being my translator so well by this point.
After we left, they wanted to show me around the city a bit more. They brought me around "local" areas; the places far away from tourists, aka the places I was familiar with..so I quickly lost all sense of where I was. But I figured the guys seemed nice and safe so I went along.
I just said I was leaving, turned around and started walking down the street. They came after me trying to persuade me but I kept walking without turning back. It was no use trying to argue as it got harder and harder trying to communicate with them (M was not being such a good translator anymore. Should've kept him sober.)
So I had NO IDEA where I was. Walked, and walked, and walked (it was a quiet street by the way. No tourists in sight.) I finally got in the first taxi I saw. Decided to risk it as I didn't have a working phone to call a legit taxi company. The driver spoke no English but eventually he understood where I wanted to go. & very luckily, he brought me there without trying to scam me (or worse?) I was so afraid I got in one of the illegal cabs but I had no choice. I even mentally created these scenarios in my mind that I would jump out the cab if he kept driving to sketchy areas. I don't know, maybe the taxis aren't as dangerous as the stories I've been hearing but I prepared for a worst case scenario.
Overall, a very fun day that I'll never forget. I'm glad I met those Slovakians and went to all those places with them..as I wouldn't have gone by myself. It's always fun to be taken around by locals.
PS - Some details of the day left out as this post is getting too long already. Plus I don't have so many photos that day as I kept saying to them "WAIT let me take some pics first". I hate being all touristy around non-tourists lol.