At last! I’m blogging!
I’m working on the hotel’s computer, as my room is not set up for wireless. When I first got online, the blog-dashboard came up in Czech. Although I’m a pretty quick study, I haven’t learned the language yet. (Insert smile here: the keyboard is Czech, too.)
The flights over were long, but not uncomfortable. Sally and I arrived in Prague early yesterday morning. Our hotel room is beautiful, with this gi-normous bathtub. We both slept like dead women last night, but awoke refreshed and ordered a room service breakfast. (What is with those scrambled eggs???)
A light snow fell, on and off, all day. We walked miles, exploring shops and touring one museum, consisting entirely of the art of Alphonse Mucha. I had a delicious goulash for lunch–adventurous me. I had no idea what to expect, but it was a lucky choice–at least in Prague, goulash is sliced (yes, sliced) dumplings, stewed beef, and a thin, very tasty gravy. Yumo!
We saw the astronomical clock, one of the things Prague is famous for. It is beautiful and very old, this clock, and if I understand correctly, no one is quite sure how it works.
Tomorrow, we’re planning to take a tour of the city, to make sure we don’t miss any of the high-points. The shops sell a combination of lovely things and junk, like most such shops in all the cities of the world. Nesting dolls are very big here, along with all manner of crystal items. I bought a gorgeous vase and a bouquet of gerberra daisies to fill it. One of the many things I love most about Europe is the availability of fresh flowers.
I may be rambling a little. I think it’s time for this this ole cowgirl to head for the bunkhouse.