Prague in a nut shell

yeah, the food, can we say HEAVY!!!!!

A cotton candy nut shell . . .

FANTASTIC TRIP! Prague was fine, it looks like Busch Gardens. No good art which always dampens my experience anywhere. Kafka museum, fine--to stretched. Mucha museum, interesting but not my kind of art. Communist museum, wow, it JUST happened. Swan Lake, that was incredible. Jazz club, fine. Hostel, very nice. Evening ghost tour, not scary. This is ME saying something WAS NOT SCARY.

Fun memories. The Japanese Princess who lived our hostel with her rescuer with leather wrist bands. They were couple who seemed to live in the hostel, spoke neither English nor Italian so we had no communication for smiling (sometimes). They were camped out—settled for the long haul. Throughout our stay in Prague Swati, Lindsay and I created a fictitious scenario of their lives which became our reality of them.

The Burry. They had every kind of beer (I tried many of them (blue berry, coffee, champagne, cherry, regular good eastern European) and still left not liking beer). We went their EVERY day we were in Prague. We became regulars in four days (regulars in our own hearts, not really in theirs).