Slow start to a rainy day. After a block in the rain, we turned back to the hotel to catch a taxi to the Prague National Museum. Two problems. One, the National Museum is closed on the first Tuesday of every month. And two, we didn't actually want to go to the National Museum, we wanted to go to the National Gallery. So after a few minutes in the pouring rain pondering our options, we headed underground to brave Prague's subway system. Small problem number three, we never actually figured out how to pay for the underground. Good thing we weren't stopped by the police.
We did find our way back on the subway thanks to David's impressive navigating skills. The rain subsided. And we headed to the old Jewish quarter. We don't have any photos because it was too depressing to photograph -- tens of thousands of names of murdered Jews from Prague were written on the temple wall. There were no Horniks, but there were Hornigs and Gorniks. And lots and lots of Julius's -- reminded us of Julian.
The afternoon was spent wandering the city, combating the elements.
We tried to do some shopping but were not particularly successful. Not even a shopaholic like myself could come up with much to buy.
On our way back to the hotel we finally found the Franz Kafka memorial (very strange). Tomorrow we are taking a tour of Terezin. Not sure if we'll be in the mood for a concert when we return, but we have tickets to the Prague Symphony.