One day closer to death...

Matt and I arrived in Prague today, after flying through Milan and catching an Alitalia flight.  Just flying into Milan, over the Alps and seeing the Italian countryside, hanging in the airport listening to the italians talk, just makes me want to visit Italy even more.  There's something about the language thats just so enticing.

But on to Prague.  The city is very old, settled by the Celts in 300 BC.  The streets of the old part of the city are winding narrow cobblestone, and originally meant for horse/carriage.  Now cars navigate and park and squeeze thru, and somehow don't hit anyone.  It's very cool to walk these streets knowing Mozart once walked them.

Matt and I ate at a place called Pivnice Skorepka, and had chicken curry.  It was fantastic.  The beer wasn't bad either.  Most everyone in the city speaks English so it's not as difficult to communicate as I thought, though most people seem to routinely speak Czech, which is fine by me.  Who wants to hear English chatter?

After dinner Matt and I had planned to see an organ concert of Bach and Mozart music, but we had been up for 36 hours, and decided to crash.  I went out and took some pictures before bed.  Tomorrow, we're planning on getting up at 10 and doing a walking tour.  More then...

Pictures are here-->  Prague and Vienna