Rainy days

The weather today in Prague was nothing less than weird. There must have been 5 or 6 monsoon-like deluges throughout the day, each punctuated by bright sunshine, bird song and the perfume of a fresh dusting off.

Still, that didn't prevent me from taking up my venerable host Annii's offer to bike around the vast local park. Off we went on our sturdy Dutch style bikes accompanied by Annii's pooch Pencil, a frisky little Dachsund-Jack Russell mix. Soooooo would that make him a Jack Duchsell or a Jacksund?

We made it to the park restaurant just in time to grab a bite as one of the monsoons hit. Good thing Annii was around to coach me else I might have been tempted to pop all 4 raw cloves of garlic in my mouth. I figure...when in Rome? But noooooo, no no no, the cloves were meant to be rubbed on the deep fried bread. Ahhhhh-hahhh! Haven't sampled that delicacy since my Hungarian granny used to make it for my bro and myself. Ohhh my hardening arteries...