Yesterday I was on my feet a lot, to the point where my left knee felt swollen and my hips are sore.
First let me just say that I packed rather crappily for this trip. I checked and rechecked the weather and the hottest day was supposed to be when I arrived (81 degrees) followed by 70s and 60s and rain. I brought pants and long sleeve shirts. And while it is not oppressively hot, there are not a lot of jeans-wearers around. More on this later.
Yesterday after the complimentary breakfast, I left about 8:45 and walked to the Charles Bridge. The vendors were just setting up and it was low on tourists, which was nice. I paid to walk up to the tower (was that a tower?) to see the beautiful views of Prague. Oh, and I got a Thai foot massage. They were much less expensive in Thailand.

I was in the area so I went to the Vrtbov Gardens. They were very pretty.
Oh, and I got monumentally lost. I was hungry, really needed to pee and I couldn't tell which way was up. It was about 4pm and the streets were packed with tourist. And there are exasperated tourists all over the place, holding maps and looking perplexed. I finally found my way somehow, and walked back towards my hotel.
On the way to the bridge that morning I had passed a typical pub and I saw they had dumplings with bacon and lard and I said 'I'm going to come back here and wreck myself on lard and beer later.' (There are two types of dumplings- potato and bread- and I really wanted to try both). I went back to that pub but no one helped me and most of the tables were full so I went to another typical pub. I had a dish called strapacky, which is a Czech gnocchi with sauerkraut and sausage. It was pretty tasty. I got a side of bread dumplings. They were pretty much bread. I went to the Globe Bookstore - the largest English bookstore. It looks bigger in the picture- very pretty but not much going on there. After, I went to a supermarket and bought produce to keep in my room. I carry fruit with me, which is helpful because I have essentially been surrounded by tourist eating ice cream out of cinnamon dough tubes.
And it looked like this:
So much for all the walking. I grabbed a taxi as fast as I could, which was not fast. Good thing I bought those dresses! I'm back at the hotel. The sun is out. My jeans are hanging over the kitchen chair and dripping on the floor. I'm going to a vegetarian restaurant for dinner. (Again, sorry about the formatting. I blogged on this sight for over 3 years for the show, you'd think I'd gotten the hang out it by now).