Prague by Peyton

Last week, we spent our time in Prague. We had a nice apartment with two floors in a quiet neighborhood. The tram was right next to our place, so we took that into the city once to get food and explore a bit.

We got there on Friday, and went into the city Saturday, where there were lots of alleyways and side roads that we took. There was a big church being restored, but we were wondering why there were hundreds of people waiting in front of it. We waited around a little, and when we were about to give up and go into the Starbucks that was right there, it happened! The bell rang and a little gold man waved his arm. I bet you thought something cool was going to happen. It was lame. So, we left there, and walked around and found some clothes stores, and Liam wanted McDonald’s, so we went there. It was getting late, so we decided to catch the train back home. We needed to get on a number 7 tram, so when it came by, we took our chance. After about five minutes on that number 7 train, Dad checked his handy dandy maps, only to find out we were going the wrong direction.

The next few days we didn’t do much, other than go to the park, but then on Wednesday we went to the big attraction. The Prague palace is just like any old palace, and we all hated it. Just kidding. Just imagine Buckingham palace surrounding a big renaissance church. Now pay very close attention to the words I am about to be writing, because if you don’t, you’ll be disappointed. When we were walking around the church, I saw a man with an amazing moustache… amazing. He wasn’t messing around. He had a purple shirt and plaid pants. It was amazing.

We were only able to see a small portion of the palace, and it was a pretty lame part, but behind the palace, there was a museum with a bunch of weapons and armor in it, and towards the back of the hall, there was a crossbow shooting range. I got to shoot a crossbow 3 times for 2 dollars. Sweet. We spent most of the day there, and then went to dinner at a place Mom went to in college. It was like a bookstore/cafe kind of thing, where you could sit down and read and/or eat some tasty food.

On Thanksgiving, I spent all day cooking, and… wait no. I didn’t cook at all. The rest of the family, with the exception of Liam, and they made an awesome dinner. Since they apparently don’t sell turkey in the Czech Republic, we got a duck. I thought the duck was really good, but Reagan thought otherwise. Sadly, we only had a little bit of mashed potatoes left for potato pancakes.

  1 comment for “Prague by Peyton

  1. pambond
    December 1, 2017 at 4:40 pm

    Great job Peyton! You write really well!

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