Day 1 - Friday March 14, 2008

We made it. No problems with the flights. No trouble with customs or security. In fact, it seemed rather light in those areas. hmm.. I noticed that in the airport in Paris, many people were allowed to go through security without having to take their shoes off. What's that about?

We were greeted in Prague by the taxi driver that had been arranged by the apartment owner.

It's great being picked up at the airport in a strange city and not having to try to figure out how much it should cost and how to communicate while you try to give someone the address to your lodging, especially when you are not even sure how to pronounce the street name.

It had rained, so the streets were wet and the cobble stones were quite slippery. It was cold out, but not unbearable. The apartment was cold, but gladly we have central heating, so we cracked it up to take the chill off.

We have several restaurants and pubs on the street were we are staying. We picked the one our driver recommended and tried to fit in with the locals as we ordered beer and roasted chicken breast with ham and chips. The ham was draped over the chicken breast. The chips were really french fries. All three of these were piled upon each other with a nice layer of melted cheese on top. It sounds bad now, but it was quite yummy at the time. After dinner, it was time to rest.

Our sleeping patterns are whacked out so we ended up going to bed by 2:00 p.m.

I managed to get up and go foraging for supplies at around 7:30 p.m. We needed the staples, bread, milk, tea, peanut butter. I figured the staff at the Four Seasons hotel were guaranteed to speak english, so I headed straight there to ask for directions and get a map. Good choice.

The magic store is called Tesco. It's much like our Walgreens or Target, but it was quite a hoof away. but that was fine with me. I was ready to go adventuring.

I made my way through the Old town square. It was hopping. It was like a carnival. They had booths selling goodies all around. I made it to Tesco and back in a out 2 hours. By the time I got back the apartment was quite toasty. I backed the temp back down a bit and settled in to read about the Golem. There were no streets sounds, no voices from other rooms. Just the sound of creaking wood floors every now and then. Oooh, spooky... The knock on the door was only slightly startling. The apartment owner stopped by to check in on us. I guess she's a late night person. It was well after 10:00 p.m. At least by that time the temperature had calmed back down.