To me, one of the best ways to travel, is to combine history and our Catholic faith. Therefore, Prague sounded like the perfect vacation. Prague is a historical place, with the Infant of Prague as well. I did my best to plan prior to going, and took three guidebooks along with us. I booked our apartment on booking.com. We stayed in this apartment, although it looks like they have several. Overall, it was a great apartment. It was very deceiving at first, as when we pulled up, it looked like a front door to get in. The man opened the door all the way, and we drove our car through this narrow alleyway, and parked it on a metal ramp, that actually had three floors of 2 cars each. It was pretty cool and exciting, especially to the kids.
One of the things that is so vastly different about the Czech Republic is while they're a part of the European Union, they don't use the Euro. Everything appears really expensive, until you do the conversion. For example, our dinner one night was 1070 Krona. Jon told me drop the last digit and divide by 2, and that tells you about how much it is in Dollars. So our dinner for the 5 of us was about $50. We felt it was amazingly cheap in Prague. We got some groceries one night, at the little grocery store right below our apartment, cheese, eggs, mushrooms, ketchup, cheese, coffee and wine, and spent less than $15. We made it home with $200 to spare of our budget, wahoo!
We were near Wenceslas Square, so pretty central to most parts of the city. It's only 2.5 miles from one side to the other. We arrived about 4pm, and set out on an evening stroll, to stretch our legs and get a bit of energy out, and eat some dinner. We ate at a typical Czech restaurant, Jon eating duck and potato dumplings, me salmon, and the kids all had some pasta with salmon or mushrooms and something else. Zach loved his, the mushroom one, and insisted on taking leftovers home and he insisted we have them the 2nd night for dinner.
On Sunday, we woke up and slowly got going. We had plans to attend the noon English mass at Our Lady Victorious, where the Infant of Prague is. We weren't sure how long it'd take to walk there, so we left about 10am. We walked over the Charles Bridge. The kids thought it was really exciting, and loved seeing the statues of Mary, Jesus, St. Joseph and many other Saints. We finally arrived at the church, about 11am. We immediately saw The Infant of Prague, dressed in purple for Lent. I was expecting it to be in a museum in the back somewhere, but it was on a side altar right in the middle of the church. Someone had told us the church was really small, so we got there early to get seats. It was bigger than I had expected, a very decent size, but not a basillica.
The Infant of Prague was smaller than I had imagined from pictures. We took some time and knelt to pray while gazing on it. I've always struggled with kneeling before an object praying. It feels like idol worship to a degree to me. But, I instead looked at the Infant and thought about Jesus as an infant, and meditated on that, and used that as a source of prayer. I prayed for those I know that are pregnant, those I know who are trying to get pregnant, those who've had a miscarriage/lost a baby recently, and those who are struggling with infertility. I think I mentioned most by name, but since I know 14 people currently pregnant (Well, 13 since one had her baby while we were away ;-)), I likely didn't mention all, but God knew my heart. Plus, I was VERY distracted by children who did not want to kneel and pray for long.
Then we sat and waited for mass to begin. This was hard. We had about an hour to wait, in a cold church that did not have heat. It had some heaters that were connected to the back of the pews, that were HOT to the touch, but did not radiate any. By the time mass was over about 1pm, we were all FREEZING cold, miserable, and had to use the bathroom, which was not in the church. Overall though, the mass was lovely and we tried to offer it up. We walked across the street to a deli, ordered a few pastries, and all used the toilet. Then we went back in to the church, bought a few small souvenirs of the Infant of Prague,and visited the small museum upstairs where they had a few of his gowns. They were mostly all gifts from other countries, and very beautiful.
After this, we headed to the Prague Castle. The kids were miserable by this point, tired of walking and cold. We got to see the changing of the guard, which they did like. Then we walked inside. We went inside St. Vitus Cathedral, only to stand in the back for a few. It was huge, beautiful, but required tickets to see the rest of it. Unfortunately, it was 4pm and the church closes at 4:30, so we felt it wasn't worth it. Plus, the kids would not make it. We headed out of the palace, after only seeing a small part, and back towards the apartment. The kids insisted that they did not want to eat at a restaurant, but wanted to go home to leftovers haha. So we did that, and made mac and cheese and brats for dinner with their leftovers.
After this, we headed to the Jewish Cemetery. This was a breath-taking site as well. Because they were forced to stay in the ghetto, they had no where else to bury their dead, so they buried them on top of each other, with just a bit of dirt between each layer. The headstones were brought up along with the rising ground, but now they are just all over each other. Today it contains some 12,000 tombstones, but the number of bodies actually buried here is much greater. The oldest headstone dates back to the 1439 and the last burial was in 1787. We read that Jews are not to be dug up after burial, and that they are given land by the government so that won't happen. But the government refused to give them any more land.
It was really neat, because next to the cemetery is the town hall, and there you could see how they did a lot of the burial customs. There were two other Synagogues we got to go in that had several Jewish artifacts, such as Torah Shields, Torah pointers, and cups used during the Seder meal. Our experience here really made us want to learn more about the Jews and their customs. We found it interesting that since Jesus was Jewish, he likely celebrated many of these same customs. And yet, many people chastise Catholics for our customs and Traditions, but don't ever mention a problem with the Jewish customs and practices. It's very interesting to see the comparison of the Jewish traditions with the Catholic traditions, traditions that were passed on from Jesus Himself.
On Tuesday, we were scheduled to checkout from our apartment at 10. It's suppose to be a 5 hr 20 min drive (took us 6 hrs to get there with bathroom stops). I thought well, we could get home at 4, or see something else. I had brought a book with me about various Catholic shrines in Europe, and it mentioned Svata Hora was 30 minutes south, so excited for this new change in our adventure, we headed there. Svata Hora means Holy Mountain. On this mountain is a statue of Our Lady holding the baby Jesus. Many miracles have been attributed to it, the first being of a blind man who came and prayed before it to Jesus and Our Lady for 3 days. After 3 days, his sight was restored. We had to park at the bottom of the small mountain, and walk up it. It was snowing and cold. When we got to the top, it looked so deserted, but we walked inside anyway.

















3 comments:
What an adventure! You must look up "atomic clock, Prague"--it is an engineering marvel! I love reading about your travels :) Glad you made it back safe and sound.
That looks like such a fun trip! Thanks for sharing!
I love reading your blog! It is always so interesting. You look like such a sweet family. :)You are making some great memories with your kids!
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