Doors Of Prague


 Communication is architecture

I’m taking pictures of doors. They are very cool, and way more ornate than average doors have any right to be. It almost frustrates me, because I stop at these cool doors and think “No Fair! Why can’t *WE* have cool doors like this in Portland?!” … and then I realize that these doors are in themselves probably older then Portland. Justin thinks otherwise: he thinks that the doorways are probably older that Portland, but the doors themselves have probably since been replaced. He may be right, but it’s still unfair… stupid doors..
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TV Tower & Jewish Cemeteries


television for the soul

We went to the TV Tower observation deck (with creepy weird child-art things on the side of the tower) and from there we saw the small cemetery next to it. The cemetery at the base of the TV Tower is not the “Old Jewish Cemetery,” but we went to that one too. Over 50,000 people buried in the Old Jewish Cemetery, many on top on one another (thus the stacked headstones), and most of them died in 1942-44.
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Pointless & Too Much Information

you shut your mouth!

*The bathrooms in many of the bars have a peculiar feature: actual keys in the doors to the stalls. I kept thinking Wow! How long till those were stolen if this was america!

*After our first day of walking around, Justin & couldn’t help but notice the blinding pain in various parts of our bodies. For Justin it was the ankles, shins, neck, and shoulders. For me it was the balls of the feet, the calves, and the lower back. Even better was when we realized our ibuprofen was
at least 3 years expired, and to top it off, our room was the 4th floor, and there are no elevators. Absinthe helps in the numbing of pain.

*Justin’s excellent black leather trench-coat was starting to fall apart and is so heavy that it’s hurting his shoulders after wearing it for so may days in a row. So we went to get him a new jacket, and we noticed the weirdest thing: the zipper on separating zippers is on the other side of the jacket. This may not seem like a big deal, but try next time you zip up something: you have become accustomed to holding the zipper with the left hand and zipping up with the right hand. Trying to switch is like trying to tie your shoelaces the other direction. Possible, but really frustrating. He bought a jacket with buttons.

*When you vacation to a place that has different foods than you are used to, your digestive system is a bit confused and sometimes gets really pissed off at you, and it’s not very subtle about it or care about the timing of it all.

* When walking around in very cold weather I have leggings on underneath my jeans. After using the restroom I need to reassemble my layers to go back outside. I am also wearing a fully buttoned and tied leather trench-coat and thick gloves. Should, upon hours of walking and hundreds of stairs, I need to readjust my underwear that has shifted from one place to another, there is no subtle way to do so; not with gloves, thick jacket and 2 layers of pants. One simply needs to decide to ignore it or find a blunt way to solve it.

*The bathroom stalls are very small in some bars. They even smaller when you need to disrobe 15 lbs of outer layers to use the bathroom and you don’t know what to do with said 15 lbs of jackets, hat, and purse. Once I went into a stall ~4’ wide. There was a toilette and a coiled radiator heater in it. The radiator was hot to the touch and had a roll of toilette paper sitting on it, heating up (I moved it). Since the door opened inward to the stall, the first thing I encountered was a hot radiator. So I kinda stepped past it onto the toilette, closed the door and stepped down onto the remaining 1 sq. ft area of floor across from the radiator. Then I shed my outer layers and dropped them at my feet onto the square of floor. Then I tried to undo my pants, turn, & land bare-bummed on the toilette instead of the radiator. I succeeded, thank all gods. Sitting there was, well, toasty: knees and ankles pinned together because there was no room over by Mount Jacket and I wanted to avoid Mr. Radiator. There is the problem, however, of wiping. You cannot do so and keep your ankles and knees pinned together. I kinda shifted sideways, sorta putting my feet on the jacket pile and to door, careful not to knock out the key out of the keyhole. I’m doing this while eyeing the 1/2” gap between my bare upper thigh and the radiator. Then, basically, I had to reverse the entire operation to become clothes and leave the stall.

Tag- you’re it!

let’s go paint the town!!

There’s a lot of graffiti here.

There’s also a lot of random statues and thing on walls which, as far as we could tell were just ornamental.

What we didn’t do

No Thank You..

 We didn’t go see a black light version of the Broadway musical Cats. We kinda wanted to, cuz, dude! Black Light Version of Cats! And we kinda had plans to go see it, but then 45 minutes before the show we were in our hotel room and I said “Ok- lemme know when this gets annoying” and I started singing and repeating “OH NOW Never was there Ever a CAT so clever as Magical Mister Mestopholes” for about 4 rounds until Justin cut me off and said “Yeah, we’re not seeing Cats.

We had planed on seeing the Historical Fantasy Show, which we got a brochure for on the street. “Daily Shows” apparently means only Friday & Saturday. So, we were going to go see that on our anniversary on Tuesday, but alas, it didn’t happen. Brochure said something like Come eat the way that the medieval people did: with their hands! as you watch sword fighting, bundle up in firs, watch beautiful ladies dance and maybe ever get your fortune told by a palm reader! It sounded cheesy and kinda fun. Oh well… maybe a different time we’re in Prague on a Friday or Saturday.

We did not go ride in the horse drawn carriages. Although the horse are quite cute, they do smell like horse, and the horses in Prague were like us: rather gassy at times. All those dumplings and bacon wrapped pork medallions filled with camembert cheese in a onion and mushroom sauce. So good…

Walking and Bundling up

pretty woman- don’t walk away, hey!

10 year Anniversary for me and Justin!!

It’s hard to not feel frumpy when you’re wearing 2 layers f pants and literally 6 layers on your torso.
You become rather shapeless.

Women here are wearing stilleto boots while walking on really old colbblestones with 1/2” – 1” gap between the stones and 1/2” – 2” deep grooves. Very Brave Women.


Pedestrians do not- I repeat DO NOT have the right of way.

They Have Their Own Sugar

…and I need a job so I wanna be a paperback writer…

yes- Franz Kafka sugar arrived with my latte. Isn’t that special and a little silly?

What I think is interesting is how there are tiny little decorative things here and there that you would otherwise not notice.

For example: glancing up at a normal bar room:

but then you really look at it and then you realize that the green border is really star’s of David. Pretty Cool.

How Much Should I Eat?

I love a java jive and it loves me..

On the menu’s here there is a something something which is very helpful. The menu is in its basic column format, but they add the size of the food.

So, when ordering coffee (kava) I was trying to decide between a cafe latte or a double espresso, but then saw that for nearly the same price as a double espresso I could get 2 cafe lattes, which were each physically larger, thus giving me more coffee goodness in my tummy! And that’s exactly what I did.

Very helpful.

If you’re in Prague, go eat at U Zlate Studny loacted in the cellar Karlova 3, Praha 1, it was so amazing and very well priced. Yummy!!

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