Susan Jones Where Are You?

Friday nights in Prague mean visiting with friends in prostitution on tourist filled streets. Last night I was the only one who showed up to go visiting and I know better than to break my own rule and go alone. So, I went exploring instead.

Susan where are you? I found a new Mexican Restaurant and the salty palacinky place Ivana introduced me to. You would love it because there is a place in the back where we could sit on the floor around little tables and there are rugs and pillows. I saw a domestic disturbance, several actually, and a strange van filled with questionable characters. The weather was the perfect mix of fall and Prague and the only thing missing was you.

I ended the evening at the secret coffee shop where artsy locals hang out. You know the one with the hidden door down the narrow cobblestone passageway? With a latte and Carole Fontaine article in hand I was in business.

Did I tell you they've covered up Jan Hus? He's completely hidden and it changes the whole atmosphere of the plaza. I miss Jan Hus.
S