These to men were relaying the cobblestones in the street inside Prague Castle. They were working pretty fast but still had a lot of work to do to finish the street.
We also went to
Terezin Concentration Camp. This is the outside of the camp where many of the victims are
buried.
Back in Prague in the Jewish Quarter the old Jewish
Cemetery. There are about 100,000 people
buried here. When they filled up the space the people brought in more dirt for another layer. There are about 12,000 headstone that you can see now in the
cemetery.
Konopiste Castle, the last residence of Frans Ferdinand
d'Este, was a not a planned stop but a very good stop. We took one of the tours inside and it was very interesting. Frans killed about 275,000 animals while hunting in his life and I think about 274,999 are mounted on the inside walls of the castle.
So navigation was difficult in Prague. Street signs weren't obvious, not that we know the Czech language anyway, but it was difficult. This is Mom and Vickie trying to figure out how to get back into Prague and then how to get back to our apartment. People were very good about giving
directions, especially if you drove on the sidewalk.
These to men were relaying the cobblestones in the street inside Prague Castle. They were working pretty fast but still had a lot of work to do to finish the street.
We also went to Terezin Concentration Camp. This is the outside of the camp where many of the victims are buried.
Back in Prague in the Jewish Quarter the old Jewish Cemetery. There are about 100,000 people buried here. When they filled up the space the people brought in more dirt for another layer. There are about 12,000 headstone that you can see now in the cemetery.
Konopiste Castle, the last residence of Frans Ferdinand d'Este, was a not a planned stop but a very good stop. We took one of the tours inside and it was very interesting. Frans killed about 275,000 animals while hunting in his life and I think about 274,999 are mounted on the inside walls of the castle.
So navigation was difficult in Prague. Street signs weren't obvious, not that we know the Czech language anyway, but it was difficult. This is Mom and Vickie trying to figure out how to get back into Prague and then how to get back to our apartment. People were very good about giving directions, especially if you drove on the sidewalk.
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