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Getting nearer. Man was it cold! The next time we made this walk, it was 1997 and I had moved to the Czech Republic with my beagle, Sadie. On the bus, metro and trams, dogs can ride, but they have to be either muzzled or in bags. I put Sadie into a zippered gym bag with just her head sticking out. After that confinement, she was THRILLED to be set free to walk in the country air.
I think Jakub said this building used to be a school. It reminded me of the scary French buildings in "Bon Voyage Charlie Brown," a cartoon I'd watched often as a child.
To Solopysky at last! I was more than ready for the hot goulash and dumplings made by Jana, Jakub's wonderful mother. On this last bit of the walk, Jakub was coaching me how to say hello to his teenage sister Barbora. We entered the courtyard, saw Barb sticking her head out of a skylight window, and I delivered my line, making everyone laugh. At the time the Dvoraks had an enormous Newfoundland named Falka and a rabbit named Lojze.
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Here I am pretending to be a peasant.
The grass-roofed building was his parents' storage
shed. It's also where they kept the stinky cheese.
I forget what the stuff is called but consider this
a warning: don't ever be suckered into eating the
cheese that smells so bad even Czechs can't keep it
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