Time has flown by. From Italy to France to Spain, then back in Italy. Onwards to Switzerland and Italy for the last time, then Germany. Now we are in Prague. We have loved Europe and Brussels will be our last destination after this. Just imagine, only 28 days ago we'd been so eager to try out authentic American hamburgers and cherry Coke in Washington, D.C. That was before our first concert al fresco at Wolf Trap in Virginia. Today, across the Atlantic, we are in the Czech Republic, savoring, in the rain its capital city's romantic charms, including its eclectic assortment of medieval gothic, gilded baroque, stylish art-nouveau, and minimalist cubic structures and buildings. At every turn of Prague's cobblestone street corners, too, from Charles Bridge to Prague Castle and the Old Town Square, one senses a Bohemian air of the melodies of Czech composers Antonín Dvořák and Bedřich Smetana. Smetana Hall Municipal House Smetana Hall, named after th...
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