Hallelujah! It’s colder than a witch’s you-know-what, but the sunshine makes up for a lot. Still, I’m grateful and glad that I don’t have to go out today!
I’m gearing up for the trip to Prague, but it still doesn’t seem real. Sister Sal and I will fly to New York and then over the Atlantic, arriving at around 6:30 in the morning. Since our hotel room probably won’t be ready that early, we’re determined to sleep on the plane and hit the ground running. It’s important, of course, to stay awake as long as possible on that first day–we did that on our trip to London, and it was a challenge because all we wanted to do was fall face-first into our beds. Instead, we walked around, had lunch, kept ourselves busy for as long as we could–not hard in my favorite (so far) foreign city–but we sure slept that night!
I’m often asked why I want to go to Prague. It’s a fairy-tale city, one that just begs to be sketched, painted, photographed, explored and absorbed. I can’t wait to get there, because I so love seeing new places, wherever they might be, and traveling with Sally is so much fun. I’m taking very few clothes, and some art supplies, as always. My camera, definitely. No laptop, though–too heavy. I’m counting on using the business center at the hotel to blog and keep up with my email. (Keep up? I’m hopelessly behind even now.) Once again, if you don’t see a blog during the week of March 17-24, please don’t give up. I will definitely be back, and I’ll have so much to tell you!
