Today, I will be boarding a plane to Prague for three days of fun, as two friends from journalism college prepare to tie the knot for the second time next weekend – having already had a lavish four-day do in India.

I've never been to the Czech Republic before, so I'm slightly worried the hen do antics will take over the whole weekend and leave me feeling like I might as well have gone to Blackpool.

How will I be able to appreciate the stunning architecture after an extended liquid dinner the night before or enjoy Prague Castle and the Charles Bridge when we have to rush to get to a pole dancing lesson?

I have been promised a dose of culture by the bride-to-be, who is probably less than excited at the thought of what we could all put her through if we're not trawling the museums.

She's probably thinking she'll be safe from strippers if we're all out enjoying a peaceful coffee in Wenceslas Square.

I won't give it all away, just in case the lady in question stumbles across this article on the Diss Express website, but a number of plans have been concocted through a special group on the internet networking site Facebook.

I'm sure we'll have a great time, whatever we end up doing – after all, our friend is getting married and it's our responsibility to help her have one last good time as a single woman.