The highways in Czech republic SE of Prague are in way worse shape than Mexico, it’s like driving on rumble strips at 130 speed limit, which is a bit unnerving. The radio stations so random, from a mid evil radio remix of Shania to forest gump soundtrack, then Elvis. Advertisements list household items like vacuums and irons. The country side lush and green with almost Canadian looking vegetation. Not sure about Czech sign language but this vehicle motioned furiously and kindly for us to pull over, so we did to check tires and saw nothing. Maybe they thought the Swiss SUV was going the wrong way? We’ll never know…