In Prague I felt like I was getting my first taste of the truely "foreign". In contrast to italy the Koruna was much harder to calculate exchange rates in your head, the language was unrecognizable, and the architecture nothing I had seen before. I remember watching Czech tv in the hotel room and marvelling at the fact that I could understand NOTHING (at least in Italy, France, etc. you could recognize a few words here and there). The astronomical clock in the main square was a favorite site as well as the requisite Charles Bridge.

On this Europe trip my goal was to buy a shirt from each of the countries we visited. I remember distinctly debating with myself whether it would be better to buy one that said "Prague" or "Praha"...strangely, I don't remember which I settled on.