Last Friday my Czech culture class greeted Mrs. Vidláková, a Jewish woman who came to tell us about her childhood in the Terezín ghetto and concentration camp. In 1942, her family was moved to Terezín in northern Czechoslovakia. This post is somewhat grim, but hang with me. Mrs. Vidláková found her silver lining, so maybe we all should, too.
I want to share the experience of seeing an ultra-American movie while abroad. Two things to know off the bat: The theatre was packed, and a Friday night movie in the center of Prague only ran me $6!
Today we went on a tour of the Jewish Ghetto of Prague. Learning about the way this sect of Czechs lived their lives was a valuable insight to the Jewish culture and their importance within Czech culture.
Today the building is used primarily for greeting leaders of other countries who come to visit.
I thought I had seen it all, growing up in a state with an arterial tract of ghost towns. But one thing my repertoire was missing was a shoe empire.