Mama...just killed a man. Put a gun onto his head, pulled the trigger now he's deeeead.

Hello, I am in Bohemia. How are you?

When Brittany and I finally discovered why all the crystal shops here in Prague are called "Bohemian Crystals," we decided that, of course, the song we'd sing while frolicking through the cobblestoned streets that costantly trip me up would be "Bohemia Rhapsody." That is, of course, until we heard "Heaven" in one of those Bohemian Crystal shops and just couldn't stop singing, "Ohhh thinkin' about our younger years..."

Don't tell my mom, but I bought Absinth. Yes! They sell it here. I won't drink it,but I had to buy it. And when I say I won't drink it, I think I mean it -- it smells, um, acidic? Anyway, when we were in the shop (looking for a Coke, of course), the crazy shop owner recommended some absinth types to me. He told me the one I eventually bought was good, but he also told me about the special "VIP" absinth...which said, on the bottle, "For experts only."

Um, wow. They were selling this stuff in addition to vodka with cannabis seeds in the bottom. And absinth with a beetle carcass in the bottom. WHAT IS THIS, AMSTERDAM REVISITED?

Except Amsterdam is not this cool, sex T-shirts and dice notwithstanding. Amsterdam did not have the amazing, beat-up-and-conquer-all-the-other-churches-in-Europe Tyn Church. Oh wow! It's glorious! Glorious! and then the astronomical clock is friggin sweet and oh, the buildings here, they are all so wonderful that I've only taken like 20 pictures because I'm almost used to how amazing everything looks now, if that makes sense, which it doesn't, to anyone but me.

Let's backtrack, as I do, and say that we visited Slovakia yesterday morning. We left Budapest at 5:30 a.m., got to Bratislava at 8:30, walked around the town square following Rick Steves' self-guided tour, had an early, early lunch of mozerella and tomato with pesto panini while chatting it up with a nice, hung-over British man (Bratislava is becoming the new Prague as far as British stag parties go, he says), then off we went to a crowded, crowded train headed for Prague. So crowded, in fact, that we had no seats for 3 of the 4 hours of our ride.Mmm, clean train floor (sure).

Four hours in Bratislava seemed just about right.

We have two days here in Prague. We walked around a lot today, and looked at crystal, which I keep calling silver, like Brittany keeps pronouncing "ee" as "eh." Don't ask; just agree that I win this round.

I have eaten so, so, so much here in the Czech Republic. Oh goodness! For dinner last night I had this marvelous pork roast and sauerkraut with roasted potatoes concoction then a bagel sandwich for lunch today and then, for dinner today, Indian food! Yes. All Rick Steves recommended. All delicious.

Um, I think that is all I have to say right now. I don't feel like typing anymore.