Reunited again

At 9am the girls bustled into my room with all their bags, wonderful wakeup call, and I even got hugs galore before I had even opened my eyes.

The next half an hour went how it usually does, the girls splaying themselves all over the bed and talking about how starving they were, yet never starving enough to get off the bed.

But we wandered down to a cafe and once again had to dodge something that someone had thrown off their balcony from the top floor.  This time I don’t think it was water.  An old man got the full brunt of it and from then on Tuck got very good at sliding closely along the walls while walking.

Once again the girls ordered too much for breakfast. They have heard of the saying that ‘your eyes are bigger than your stomach’ but they just seem to forget it...every time.

We had written down things that we would like to do in Prague because without a little list, distractions like shopping tend to become the fall back activity (unfortunate for me as it is one of my least favourite activities).  The girls are trying to teach me to like shopping and I’m now able to stick it out for a couple of hours with them, they even manage to encourage me to spend money I don’t have, but they are the experts. 

Tuck’s general rule is that if she buys anything on sale or she buys something cheaper than what she intended to buy, no matter the price, she is saving money.  I’m still trying to get my head around that one, but it’s been working a treat for her. Dresses, like ice cream, also make her happy.

We spent the day searching for the Palace which led us to see many other things.  There is a large hill in the west of the city near the hunger wall; we ended up getting a fun little tram up to the top.  It was a beautiful park area with many trees (unfortunately hiding the view of the city) and after buying ourselves Calippos which we later regretted due to the cardboard and cold hand factor, we ventured for a couple of kilometres winding through the streets down to the Palace.

The Palace was quite confusing as it was more like a small city within the city. It was filled with lots of museums and small palaces as well as the cathedral.

We decided to climb the 287 stairs to the top of the tower.  To buy the tickets took quite some time as the woman tried to find change and work out how to print them, we then took one step to the entrance where another woman took our tickets from us.  Good system.

The tiny but steep staircase made us a little dizzy and I had bought a skirt that was too long for me, Tuck did her best not to step on it again, avoiding more public exposure.

The view from the top was worth the climb and we spent a while just watching over the city. I’ve decided that Prague could be the backdrop for all fairytales; you can just imagine Repunzel, Cinderella and Snow White wandering around.

We headed back down over the old Charles Bridge past the buskers and the stalls and back to the Old Town to have dinner. 

We stopped in at a small bar for some wine and to listen to some live jazz. After about an hour we had to move on for dinner, it had been about 2 hours since the girls had eaten and after 2 hours things get a little shaky if there is not food directly in front of them, or at worst, if they are not at least searching for something to eat. They are doing their best to teach me how to master this habitual eating thing. 

Nearly every restaurant is Italian and although we all ordered different things, it ended up being exactly same dish just in a different form.  But there were blankets, wine, heaters, and good conversation about all the things we had done since we had last seen each other.