Day 11: Prague

29Jul07

On Sunday we had the pleasure of singing another Mass at a local church which gave an English service. The priest gave a very current, meaningful and relevant sermon in his Bronx accent. Janet even took notes. Rob napped… the pleasures of being in the back row…

We gave a good performance that would have made a nice recording if it weren’t for the cable cars rolling by… oh about once every time we sang a piece…

The bus had to drop us a kilometre from the church due to some bizarre regulation which made getting picked up interesting as none of our cell phones seemed be capable of calling our driver. It all worked out though and we ended up taking a bit of a tour of Prague as he got lost taking us to lunch…

That evening many Phoenicians went to a tavern across the street from the hotel to chat while a few ventured back into the square to a jazz club that featured a fabulous piano trio.