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Our first day in Prague was a cold one. We mostly pottered around the main square where Easter celebrations were in full swing with Market stalls set up over the entire square selling everything from traditional food (pork on the spit) to Amber Jewelry. At 1:00 pm a crowd gathered at the clock tower to see the figures rotate past the two open windows. There were thousands of people milling around the square making ...
... some pool.
I knock on War-Beard's door and ask him if the Todd is around. War-Beard clearly understand only the word Todd but duly summons the Tood and we get into playing some pool. I offer the Todd one of my beers but he doesn't drink as he had a car accident that ruined his liver. After a while Mikal turns up. Mikal is Polish for Michael so I just call him Michael as I can't pronounce it right in Polish.
Now I'm not great at pool but I am schooling ...
... about 120,000 bodies, became very overcrowded. When they ran out of space they had to start burying the dead on top of each other. Some graves are 10 bodies deep. The cemetery is now one of the highest points in the old town. Ina told us the story of one unsung hero of WW2. A red cross worker by the name of Nicholas Winton. In 1938, when he was supposed to be on skiing holiday in Austria, he came to Prague at the request of a friend who was trying to help the ...
... gold leaf, plush blue upholstery. We were quite the royalty.
The concert was fun, several arias by Mozart including the Magic Flutie. This time accompanied by wind instruments. A nice comparison to the string instruments at the Mozart Dinner/Concert in Salzburg.
For our last night in Prague we went out to the Charles Bridge, as we did 3 years ago, drank champagne and ate chocolates. There were lots more people this time, but it was still ...
... some gold from a statue of Mary, only for the marbled virgin to come alive and cut his hand off with a dagger. George took us the church in question and pointed to a grotesque mummified hand hanging from the ceiling of the the bell tower. Legend has it that the Parish Priest had it mounted there to ward off any other would-be thieves. Personally though I was more interested in seeing the miraculous statue than a shrivelled old relic from some long forgotten miscreant.