Last weekend was epic: I went on a road trip with six of my amazing and hilarious friends from Berlin. I've been to Prague before when Oliver was just six weeks old, but it was a whole new experience not having to stop to breastfeed anyone every half hour. Since I already have a million photos of Prague, I busted out my camera for only a few must-have shots. Enjoy just a taste of our insanity.
Susanne and Jill were such troopers, keeping in mind the other four of us were up WELL past midnight laughing and crying with giddiness into our pillows. Some things never change...
Just put a ring on it!
Delightful sugar and cinnamon toasty rolls.
Babies making out.
I felt a small twinge of guilt when we ate this delightful ham in the middle of the city. Jeremy would have loved it. I know I did!
People come from all over the world to touch this one statue on the St. Charles bridge. It is supposed to bring babies galore to whoever is crazy enough to manhandle it. We all walked as FAR away from that statue as possible. That shipped has sailed. I've got all the bundles of joy I can handle.
Have I mentioned lately that I hate art?
This church had an awesome mummified hand. They chopped it off a robber and hung it up here for all to see. Creepy cats. They also opened up a huge family gravestone in the basement and found someone they had buried alive outside of his coffin and hiding in the corner of the family tomb. He'd tried to claw his way out but just couldn't get through the stone.
I can always find time for some impromptu skating moves.
I actually climbed up the astronomical tower this time. It's nice being in shape again!
Jill and Susanne only got small Coke Zeros.
Guess who got the super large ones?
We even did a ghost tour in the evening. I think I found one to my left....
Where will we fly off to next?
Always on guard.
A serious stair climber.
