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We left Prague and headed to Rothenburg, Germany, where we met my parents. They were kind enough to get us a hotel room for the night so we could spend a bit more time there.
We spent more money here, shopping-for-stuff-wise than any other place on our entire trip, and most of it at this one Christmas store. You better believe my Rhett wanted every single nutcracker in there, but settled for two (one he won't even get until Christmas).
I did not, however, but a cuckoo clock.
Then, of course, a walk around town, but thankfully this town was much smaller than Prague.
That night we took a much-lauded nightwatchman's tour of the town. If you need a more-ringing endorsement than the fact that both of my boys LOVED it, then I don't know what will convince you. Rhett even wants to be a nightwatchman for Halloween.
And the tour guide? He was born to do this job! For reals. Google him if you don't believe me.
Can you see him (the guide) up there, leading a billion people around the town?
Hey, it's my sewing machine's great, great, grandfather!
The next morning we walked around town some more. I'm sure we spent more money.
The boys enjoyed walking around the walls of the city.
I enjoyed my dad's face.
Rhett begged to go to the medieval crime museum. This chair!
Okay. These shame masks? Hilarious! One of those is for women who talk too much. I know of no such woman.
And of course we had to study the school exhibit and learn some new techniques.
The town was gorgeous, and we all really enjoyed the stop. A special thanks to my parents for this leg of the trip!
And then there was Prague. Our drive from Salzburg to Prague was filled with traffic, staredowns by the German border guards, and me doubting whether this side trip was worth it. I was this close to deciding it wasn't. That is, until we crossed the bridge. Holy moly if this wasn't the most beautiful city I'd ever seen. Immediately I was sold. I hadn't even gotten out of the car and already I didn't want to leave.
Once we got checked into our airbnb, we had to get out of the house, if not for just a short walk. Chuck and I were dying at the beauty; the boys, not so much. But with some encouragement (ahem, ice cream), they persisted. We walked by this street that was Prague's answer to Rodeo Drive. Insane.
The next morning we had an epic trek in front of us, so we started out early. First stop was the Charles Bridge. Sometimes I don't understand why things are famous, and uh, this was one of those things. Sure, the view was unbeatable, but the bridge itself? It was alright.
Ollie sporting his "Little Mole" hat that he just purchased. Apparently the "Little Mole" is some kind of national treasure.
We took a paddle boat ride for the boys.
But this view, not too shabby!
We took a cable car up to the top. We first went to this crazy mirror hall.
Can you see the shape of my body?! In my dreams. Or, just in crazy mirrors.
Then we hiked up approximately 280 stairs for this view. Pretty spectacular.
Then we walked toward the Prague Castle.
Czech beefeaters.
We went into the church, although the boys weren't too keen on going much farther than the first 50 feet.
And sometimes, kids just need to play! (This after our playground stop in the morning.)
Then Ollie and I went to this part of the castle where laborers lived. But everything was built in miniature. It was awesome.
I mean, look how big Ollie looks! Or, similarly, look how small the house looks!
Ollie was ready!
Prague wasn't just beautiful, it had this amazing feel to it. Our apartment wasn't air conditioned, so we left the windows opened at night. Through the whole night, we could hear people down below. We could even see the castle from our window. It was such a beautiful place. Chuck and I would love to spend a full week here...but without kids. One day.
