Day 1

In one word: chaos. My baggage is in Amsterdam. I'm in Prague and my mind is in OZ. My flight from Omaha to Minneapolis was fun. I found a guide by the name of Oodlea (I think). He was very helpful while in Minneapolis and Amsterdam, the later more so. Without his help, I never would have made the trip from one side of the Chisko (airport) to the other.

Once in Amsterdam, I boarded a crammed twin engine turbo prop plane. This was the beginning of Why did I do this?

Now I am back after going out to Wenceslas Square and a bar or two. I also ate at a fine restaurant. Jiri said it was the best place in Prague.

After eating and drinking -- the task of calling home was a priority. That is not easy. AT&T does not work in Czech. I need a Czech phone card to use a pay phone. I will try to purchase one on Sunday.

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Did call Dr. Frucht and my dad. I hope they didn't think I was exhausted. Dr. Frucht thought I sounded tired, so did dad, but I need to go now.

P.S. I worry about how my family is taking my journey.