The Traveling Part of Fertility Tourism

My Fertility Tourism Experience

We have a half day before we need to get to the train to depart for Brno and the clinic. We slept in and then walked through the town. The air is thick and hot. But Prague is charming, and we’re enjoying every minute of it. There was a folk dancing festival—my heart went out to the dancers in traditional costumes. My lightweight cotton was already soaked. We waited with the crowd to see the astronomical clock chime in noon. Bride after bride arrived to be married in the church. The crowd cheered when the rooster called. My twenty first century mind wanted more bells and whistles.

When we returned to our oasis of air conditioning, my husband and son voted for a hotel lunch—anything to stay cool. We dragged our luggage onto a train—a balmy 80 degrees or more and rode for a few hours. A school trip joined us, so we listened to preteen girls giggle for most of the ride.

Brno is a pit. Petra was late, which had a worried but a quick call said she was on her way. She drove us to the way out of the way hotel we booked because it was an apartment and seemed to online casino be better suited for our family. We had originally planned on being in Brno for several days. Now that the dates are set, we need to be there barely 24 hours. We checked in and almost immediately checked out. No a/c and child accessible windows that we would not leave open at night. It was not to be. A hasty exodus found us at the Holiday Inn—surprisingly wonderful. The staff was very friendly and it turns out the hotel is right around the corner from the clinic.  A good short stop hotel with a  frigid room and kind people. Perfect for what we needed.

Tomorrow we head to the clinic at 7am. Let’s hope the jetlag is under control.

An ultrasound for me, a deposit from my HD and then we’re off to Vienna.

 
 

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