Czech Republic

Ken And Barbie Go To Prague
Our rented flat in a centuries old stone house was an oasis in a city that had apparently invited every tourist in the world to visit. Prague’s big summer holiday—the John Hus Burning At The Stake Day (a fan favorite since 1415!)—was over, but you’d never know it by the gridlock on the Charles Bridge.“Mommy?” asked Griffin, dodging feet, elbows and souvenir stands as we crossed this bridge of Babel, each tour group leader shouting to be heard. “What does burning at the stake mean?”“Well,” I hesitated, wondering whether to sugar coat it. “A stake is a piece of wood. If someone ties you to one and lights it on fire, that’s burning at the stake.”“Does it hurt?” asked Ado.“I imagine so, honey,” I replied, holding his hand tightly as we crossed a street full of cars, trolleys and horse…Read more…