När jag kommit ner från tornet valde bag att traska ned till hamnen. Där bjöds det på en fantastisk promenad vid vattnet i den strålande solen. Jag hade två mål med promenaden:
1. Köpa en Beavertail.
2. Hitta färjan som skulle ta mig ut till en av öarna.

Precis som förväntat hamnade jag hos den lilla kiosken där se sålde Beavertails. Det är ungefär som en friterad doughnut (fast platt) där man fick välja vad man ville ha på. Mycket socker med andra ord. Dock vart det ett måste enligt alla kanadensare och det var det värt kan jag lova.


We’re currently sitting in Prague International Airport waiting to board our flight to Budapest. I meant to post this last night but was feeling a little lightheaded from the absinthe, but more on that later…

On our way into town yesterday morning we stumbled across a bird of prey exhibit in front of one of the museums. There were falcons, hawks, owls, vultures, even a bald eagle–chilling in the front yard. Not going to lie, birds freak me out. My brother and I were attacked every morning waiting for the bus in Casselman, and I’ve been scarred ever since.I swear the eagle was looking at me like dinner.

After the bird display, we walked to Wenceslas Square where we tried tredlnik (rolled dough wrapped around a stick, then grilled and topped with a sugar and walnut mix). Comparable to a Beavertail but no where near as good (see picture above). At 1:00pm we made our way to the Astronomical Clock to watch its infamous show. Hundreds of people circled the clock to watch the very underwhelming show.

Later in the day, we met with our tour guide and headed to the Prague Castle. On our way, we got to see a television series being filmed on Manesuv Most (one of the bridges). It was for an American show called the Patriot. The lead walked by us and smiled. Later, I found out that the actor who plays Red Foreman (‘That 70s Show’) is also in the Patriot. I would’ve much rather seen him.

Prague Castle was breathtaking. It is the largest ancient castle in the world. St. Vitus Basilica looks like a gothic Hogwarts. I was surprised to learn that the basilica took over 900 years to build. It was only completed in 1929. The stain glass windows are so new that they have advertisements incorporated in them. Before we left the castle grounds, we made sure to touch Prague’s golden penis for good luck.

After the castle we walked across the Charles Bridge, back into the city centre and had some goulash for dinner. The view from the bridge at dusk was magical. Prague is lovely. I’ve loved ever minute of our time here.

We ended our night at the Hemingway Bar and tried some Czech absinthe. It tasted like black liquorice and made my face warm. At the bar, two Belgian gentlemen began chatting us up. One was taken with my Mom, and the reason for our travels. While she was having a lovely chat with him, I was left to talk to his creepy friend who looked older than my grandfather. The man told me of his adventures sailing the Great Lakes. Things were going ok until he started talking about how desperately he was searching for a lady to love. He asked if I would be the Celine to his Rene Charles. I cringed and told him Rene Charles was dead. After failing to get my Mom’s attention, I was very grateful when the waiter informed us the next reservation had arrived and we would have to go. As we left the men got up from the seats. Rene Charles asked for a kiss and the other gentlemen told my Mom he would meet her in another life. I ran away.

We made our way to our Airbnb (which was very cute by the way) and packed for the next leg of our adventure.

Until next time Prague x


Shooting all day with @derekkmoore .
Looking good and burning cals. (at Beavertail Lighthouse)

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Opuntia basilaris is in the cactus family Cactaceae. Commonly known as beavertail cactus, it is native to the Southwest United States and Mexico. Beavertail cactus grows up to 2 feet tall, and produces pads that do not produce long spines, but instead produce tiny barblike glochids on the areoles that dot the pads. This cactus was utilized by Native American tribes as a food source, as the pads and flower buds can be cooked and eaten.

It’s spring in the Mojave Desert, with beavertail pricklypear blooming all around. Indigenous people still use this plant as a food source, including making jelly with the fruits. I’m always charmed by the presence of beavertail cactus, not only when it’s showy like this but all year round.