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Addicted to Prague

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So… we’ve been here over a year and there are a lot of things I can’t imagine going without now.

Rohlíky– small baguette-shaped loaves of bread that sell for about 5cents in every grocery store.
Kids over here start chewing on them before they have teeth– sort of like the equivalent of graham crackers or Cheerios in the States. My first thought– “Why on earth would you give your kid a loaf of French bread to chew on? Haven’t these people ever heard of a carb overload?”
But now I love them because, like Cheerios, a kid can much on them in the grocery cart, but unlike Cheerios, there’s no risk of them scattering all over the floor of the store. Brilliant. We also like to slice them crossway and make mini pb&js.

Account Transfers
I haven’t written a check since 2009.
Most people use cash for everything here, but for large amounts (school tuitions, language lessons, other activities), the institution just gives your their bank account number, you plug it in online, and -viola- the money is theirs. So much simpler than hassling with paper.
See, look how happy this guy is!

Motorky– little plastic bikes.
There comes a point when a kid is too big for the stroller but lacks the stamina to get around town at any decent rate of speed.
Enter the motorka. Sam got one for his third birthday and rode it constantly until his knees started to drag the ground. He’s fast, and it made getting to the store, the church, anywhere a breeze last summer. And it was fun to see his endurance skyrocket as his legs got stronger and stronger.

Foard has a blue one now and is gaining speed. We’ll be whizzing through the city again in no time!

Public Transportation
I (HEART) public transportation in Prague, and we have three options here:
Busses ….

the metro….

and trams (my favorite!)

Most of our routes use a combination of the three. I love being able to see new things and navigate new areas when I’m on a line. I love the chance to read or just zone out (when I’m childless). And I really love the lack of parking hassles and sense big-city-life that comes with riding with a bunch of strangers.
We did end up getting a car last year– the ‘commute’ to & from Sam’s school can be cut from 90minutes to 18minutes if we’re on our own, but I’m always on public anytime I leave our corner of the city.

Bačkory— slippers/house shoes.
I used to loathe the Czech practice of taking off our shoes– before we enter a house, a school, a sokol (gym!), etc. More on that in another post.
But now that I’ve embraced it, I can also embrace my ugly-as-sin green IKEA fake Crocs.
They are honestly the most comfortable shoes I own, and if you come visit us, you’re sure to see them.

There will always be things we miss, though.
Jake surprised me with this stash on our one-year Czechiversary 🙂

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7 thoughts on “Addicted to Prague

  1. I like this post 🙂

  2. Makes me miss our brief visit there . . . and I think I need to get those indoor shoes for our fam as the rains have started here, and all is MUD.

  3. i love this post! and i def miss public transportation (sorely!) and the house shoe tradition (and taking off street shoes).

  4. I always enjoy your posts-witty comments and great pictures. Thanks for doing a super job or staying in touch!

  5. We LOVE the taking off of shoes. We did it in the states, mostly because we had [not chosen by us] white carpet. Did I tell you how much my feet were hurting when I was last in the states? They seriously wanted out of the shoes! I will never go back to indoor shoes!

  6. I LOVE THIS! Agreed on all points. And might have to get some ikea crocs next time I'm there.

  7. I'm so behind…but you make me miss Europe so much!

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