Day 12: Prague
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Vaclav Havel |
Weather:
In the
80s, stay thirsty my friends (and rehydrate), with light rain in the evening
QOTD:
Well, it must be a holiday, there's nobody
around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face, with long white shiny
legs
I said, "Tell me what I want," she
say, "You probably want hard boiled eggs."
Breakfast at
hotel: berries, toasted baguette, decaf cappuccino (included).
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The various sites within 2 blocks |
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The walls are totally full of names of those killed in the Holocaust |
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Lists are very powerful |
We’re a few blocks from a concentration of Jewish
sites and arrive just as they are opening at 9am, $12 for the two of us with
access to 6 sites. It’s a combination of well-told meanings behind the symbols,
excellent exhibitions of the symbols, the sadness viewing the memorial to those Czechs lost in the Holocaust (walls and walls of names), and one jumbled set of
gravestones in a jammed up cemetery.
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Inside the Spanish Synagogue |
Back to the hotel where we’ve arranged a driver to
take us out to the Villa Muller (cost put on our bill, we’ll find out Saturday
what the arranged drivers cost), which is 15 minutes back towards the airport.
Villa Muller (pronounced Miller) is an
architectural tour of a house designed by Adolf Loos and built in the late
1920s, very reminiscent of visiting any number of Frank Wright’s houses.
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Our ride to Villa Muller |
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The side of the house covered in ivy; the front is the non-ivied side |
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The top deck in back with views of the city |
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THB's great waterproof shoes encased in plastic slip-ons |
The house went through some tough times: built at
the beginning of the depression (so some shortcuts we’re taken), the takeover
by the Communists in 1948, Mr. Muller dying in 1951 from a gas leak in the
basement when he got locked in, the wife living in a small upstairs room with
no access, and finally after the fall of the wall the building being sold by
the daughter to the City of Prague Museum in the mid-1990s. The house was
restored in late 1990s and re-opened as a museum in 2000.
Admission is $36 for the two of us. Of course, no
photos are allowed inside, just from the exterior. It’s a white cube, with some
very odd touches in decoration: mis-matched chairs, swirling marble, twin
aquariums (they used to be salt and fresh water, now both are fresh), a large
master bathroom and few other small bathrooms, back stairs from the boudoir to
the living room, relatively low ceilings (not as bad as FLW).
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A fitting, not a wedding |
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Wine tasting for owner (this guy is the wine distributor) |
A cab takes us from the Muller to Art&Food
restaurant, $12. We’re meeting our art consultant for lunch and touring; the
consultant is hired through Art&Food, so dining at their own restaurant
makes some sense (to them, at least). Since we’re early and hungry, we go ahead
and order: cucumber soup and mushroom risotto for DB, chicken with wheat berries
and sweet corn for DB, two excellent small beers.
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An amuse bouche at lunch: duck with apple smoothie |
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Cucumber soup (those are skinned cherry tomatoes) |
Cristina, our art guide shows up 10 minutes early
for our appointment at 1pm, and we offer to include her in our lunch, which
we’ve almost finished. She orders risotto followed by a coffee, so we get
somewhat of a slow start. Total for the three of us is $50 (no discount for Cristina, dining on us at her employer's restaurant).
Cristina is young. Cristina is cheerful. Cristina
doesn’t seem to know a lot about art. Cristina is not really prepared. Cristina
has dreadlocks. Cristina doesn’t speak great English (however, she’s fluent in
French, which doesn’t do us much good as we are the opposite of fluent in French). Cristina is an art student. Cristina's brother is an artist (we see his work on an I-pad).
Cristina does know some things, and we try to take
advantage of that.
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They are trying to ban/constrain the many segways |
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Last seen by THB at the 21C Hotel in Bentonville |
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By Stanislav Libensky and Jaroslava Brychtova |
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Another Zoubek piece similar to the one above |
We walk to the nearby Kampa Museum to see the Czech
glass show (which DB had researched already, Cristina didn’t know about it).
Entrance to the museum for the three of us for just the Czech show is $12, and
we get to see the main exhibit as well (which THB thought was just okay).
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DB with a Baby and not-her-baby |
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The Lennon wall; had meaning during the pre-Communist melt-down as a place where controversial ideas were posted and then painted over quickly |
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Same-same today except what gets put up is not controversial, just painted over with new wall art |
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Items left in front of French embassy after massacre in Nice |
Along the way we take in some public art: the
memorial to the harshness of the Communist regime is very well done by Olbram
Zoubek; the row of yellow penguins on a small concrete jetty in the river were
done by the Cracking Art Group, the brother penguins are at the 21C Hotel in
Bentonville, in green; and Babies by David Czerny are very impressive. Cristina
did know about two other Czerny pieces, one of which we saw on the way to
dinner, the other we may try to get to tomorrow.
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Tram/trolley map |
The three of us tram ($1 for two tix) what seems quite a ways to
visit the Dox Galerie (really a museum), $18 for three (DB had researched this
one as well). Several shows, nothing significant to report except that there
are two more Czerny pieces, one inside and one outside the museum: running legs
stuck into walls. This is honoring the famous long-ago distance runner Emil
Zapotek. There’s also a piece outside that is made entirely of shoes, mostly
singles, making THB reminisce about his beach cleanup days hoarding shoes (and
cigarette lighters).
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The legs are constantly churning |
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Indoor piece, in white shorts this time |
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Did Monterey Bay shoes wash up in Czech Republic? |
About a 10 minute walk to look at a permanent flea
market and a not-ready performance space (it did have one good graffiti piece).
We cab back to the hotel, somehow from the fringes of an industrial/residential
district it takes us only a few minutes to get back to the hotel: the cost is
$4 (with tip). THB also tips Cristina, the total for the tour plus tip was $180,
cheap by the standards of the other tours we’ve done and expensive per piece of
art we like to find.
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David Czerny |
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Frank Gehry |
Rest up and on the way to dining at the top of the
Dancing House (Gehry) building, the Ginger and Fred restaurant, we stop and see
a Czerny sculpture in the middle of a huge building that has entrances on at
least three of the four adjacent streets.
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First and fourth seating |
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Third seating |
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G&T |
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DB taking photo for foursome from near Boston |
We’re hoping to see the Castle lit up at night.
Instead, while our drinks are being served, it starts to lightly rain. We move
inside. We move again inside so we can see the Castle. Our drinks keep
following us. Amuse bouche, two nice salads full of cheese, a pork tenderloin,
a veal chop, two drinks, three glasses of wine, another move outside with the
end of the wine to see the Castle. It’s after nine, no lights. Dinner comes to
$110.
Walk back in very light rain parallel (but not right
next to) the river and get to our right turn to the Josef, take a break and see
sort of an alpenglow come over the Castle.
Book
Review: Lab Girl, Hope Jahrens, a memoir by a
geobiologist. The struggles of being a woman in a male dominated field,
struggling with bipolar, finding two life partners while disassociating from
her family. The science descriptions are fascinating as well while not dwelling
on the eco-catastrophe of the last 70 years of global warming. This is a
terrific book, goes well with several other Highly Recommended THB books
of 2016 (you’ll have to wait until January 2017 for the complete list).
Other pics from around town:
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Loud, very loud |
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Hey, they named a street after our dear departed Wheaton terrier |
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They're everywhere |
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Sort of steam punk look |
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Fixed or broken? |
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Powder Tower? Massive, and one entryway to the area where tourists congregate in the thousands |
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