Mind over Mucus
Trip Start Aug 30, 2009
244Trip End Dec 25, 2009
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Today started out badly and just got worse. Got up and my cold was even worse than before. Really a stuffy nose and runny nose at the same time. Don’t have the proper cold meds to really load up on stuff but have to keep going so took as much stuff as I dared to be able to function.
Looking for laundry today. With today’s luggage limits on planes, the most I can travel with is 6-9 days worth of clothes, even less when they must include winter clothes. That means we have to wash clothes at least once a week or end up smelling less than fresh which I hate. Yes, hotels will be happy to wash your clothes for you and in a good many hotels I do that. But the Hilton? Come on! It doesn’t take someone $25 to wash a blouse, $30 for a pair of pants or $10 for a pair of underwear or socks. So rather than wash it myself and string it out all over the bathroom, we go out to find a laundry mat or laundry service. Sometimes this is not as easy as it seems. I remember in ’92, my daughter and I traipsing all over Rome, carrying our dirty laundry in our arms, and never did find the place to which everyone directed us with great glee. Finally we did do everything in the sink there. Today we were in luck and she was open even though it is a holiday. So back to the hotel to get our laundry and come out again to bring it to her.
Then disaster struck. My hip went out. Do NOT know what happened. Being a bit older and having arthritis in knees and ankles and hips, some things just don’t work as well but today, it was a full fledge "I am not working for you today" hip rebellion. Dropped off the laundry and hobbled back to the subway so we could go to Old Town and see something – anything!
Up to Wenceslaus square and figured out where to get to Republic Square where the neatest old buildings are located. We are walking as slow as a toddler who has just learned to take steps. And every few steps, I need to stop and cough or blow my nose. This is just not how I pictured seeing Prague which is such a wonderful old city. Buildings really are old, houses picturesque, crystal everywhere, old towers, old churches, and clocks, just something to see and look at on every corner.
Not sure if it’s because of the holiday today or if it is ordinary but were many stalls in the squares selling rolls, wine, sausages, souvenirs, etc. Guess we'll see tomorrow if it is an everyday thing. Made our way through the alley to Republic Square and I’m in serious pain so we opt for a city tour on a small van. Lucky us – NOT. The bus speaker system was faulty so it was like having someone yell in my ear for 2 hours and the man driving was cold blooded so the interior of the van was so very hot that everyone was sweating. When we got up to the castle where we were supposed to wander about for 40 minutes, the Pope was in the process of leaving so we couldn’t get out of the van. The driver had to circle the castle for 20 minutes before we could get back. Then I couldn't walk past the gate so sat next to the honor guard and studied his expressionless face and wondered how long they have to train to be so still and not react to anything.
Finally we are back to Republic Square just in time to watch the town clock. Crowds gather all the time to see it do its little thing, and it is a little thing, but fun. I’m really hobbling now and blowing my nose like crazy and stuffed up and head like a fat balloon so I’ve got to head back to the hotel. My husband gets the joy of going back for the laundry himself.