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I finally have internet tonight, but it’s midnight, and I just traipsed all over Prague. So, I think that I need to go to bed instead of writing a post about our journey. Tomorrow we have our first opportunity to sing in Slovak. Guess what we’ll be saying in the vans on the way out of Prague? “I za mna Ježiš prelial krv . . .”
Today, I realized that I don’t know Czech. We’re not talking the “I don’t know the language except for how to say hello, my age, order a meal, find the bathroom, and generally carry on conversations as if I were a 2-year-old.” No, that’s how I don’t know German.
Seriously, I don’t know any Czech words. Well, except for one.
zmrzlina
It means icecream.
