Easter Monday here in Europe is a big day for everyone. In the Old Town Square they had activities for the children along with an Easter egg hunt. On the stage were various performers of all ages singing. Everything and everyone quite festive.

A Trdelnik is a traditional Czech pastry. Filled with either chocolate or ice cream it is sugar richness. And messy. But oh so good. After rolling out the dough, they cut it into strips. They wrap the strips around long poles and roast them over an open flame, sprinkle with sugar and then fill them. Wherever these were sold, the lines were always long.

We spent our last day walking Wenceslas Square. The day was sunny, with a touch of crispness in the air. We had lunch in one of the outdoor cafes. There we sat and watched the people go by enjoying the sunshine. And we had another delicious Czech meal. The red cabbage melted in your mouth. It reminded me so much of my grandmothers. I told the waiter that and he was most appreciative.

I loved Prague. Again, the people wanted to know if we loved their city. And we assured them we did, and we would be back. As our plane took off over the nighttime lights, we looked at each other, smiled and said, “two broke kids.”

Do not be afraid, For He has Risen. Easter time in this city and it is bitterly cold. Was suppose to snow, but the clouds mixed with the sun prevented that from happening.

I started the day by attending Mass at The Church of the Infant Jesus. This most beautiful place holds the beloved statue of the Infant of Prague. I will not go into a religious lesson about this, but let’s just say He does wonders. I heard about this from my mother when I was little. We had a couple of these statues in our house. Always facing the front or back door. My grandmother donated one that was about 3 feet to my elementary school, Our Lady of Mt. Carmel in Tempe, AZ. He sat outside the principal office across the library. I often wonder if it is still there.It is believed that if He faces that way, you will never want for food or need. I chose to sit in a pew close to the Statue. It is a glorious sight to see. On a side note, because I like to observe the people around me, there was a lady wearing a full length mink coat and a pair of UGGS. She rocked it.

Afterwards we went back to the lovely man who weaves the scarfs. His name is Evxen. The big guy needed to buy one cause he lost his other one. He told us about a great Czech place for a late lunch, Lokal. It did not disappoint. We sat way below the restaurant in the cellar. The food was exactly like he said it would be, delicious. I cleaned my plates.

We then took a tour of the city in a classic car….convertible…..but wrapped up in a blanket. He took us down side streets, ally ways, places that we had not seen yet, but now were able to. We then walked to see the Astronomical Clock to see the figures move when the clock chimes on the hour. Alas, the place is being renovated, so all you get is a slide show of what it looks like. Apparently it is the 12 Apostles going by while the bell rings.

Easter Monday is huge here. Kids hunt for eggs in the square. Most of Europe has this day off. A time of celebration and family time. It will be something to see.

We had the whole city in front of us. Like I told the big guy, we have a blank canvas, we can color it any way we want to. And I do believe we have started a masterpiece.

Walked wherever we could. Went passed Lennon’s Wall. The only place where graffiti is legit. It started under the communist regime. Young people would write on this wall words or drawings of protest during the night, and in the daytime the authorities would paint over it. This went on for years, until the rulers just gave up. Called Lennon’s Wall, not because John ever visited the place, but because the kids would listen to the Beatles.

Sometimes taking a shortcut pays off. Saw a young man weaving and selling his wares. He did amazing work. He picked out a scarf for me, and of course I had to have it. He learned this trade from his mother.

Last night we had an authentic Czech dinner at a cafe called Mama Rose. A very small place, with a great atmosphere.They offered their aperitif of a local schnapps. She told us it would get our appetites going. All I can say is, if I ever get a cold or the Welsh crud, I am drinking that stuff. And because I have been taking it slow with the alcohol intake, I drank it very slow. We got the glasses, too.

I spent quite a lot of time in the church of St. Nicholas. He is the patron saint of Prague. Very ornate, lots of altars, and exquisite paintings. I always light candles when I visit a church, no matter where I am, but on this particular day, there were none. That is because the night before Easter everything is made new again. They bless the water, the light and new life begins.

Weather is suppose to be bad again today, but it won’t stop us.