Today was pretty much a yuck day. It was forecasted to rain, but only did a little, and the temperature rose considerably. The result: the streets and sidewalks were a complete and absolute mess. We did manage to get out for breakfast at a local bagel shop. Nothing too exciting. Along the way, however, there was plenty of entertainment in watching the locals clear snow. Here, shovels and snowblowers are replaced by brooms and power brushers. This worked ok when the snow was light and dry, but today the power brush (looks little like a rototiller) could hardly move the snow but they kept trying (too bad I didn't have my camera). Also worth noting, there was significant snow and ice falling from the buildings, due to the slippery clay roofs. This was rather unpredictable and dangerous. Several sidewalks were blocked off and we often witnessed, and came close to getting hit by, large chunks of slush falling from the rooftops high above.
All and all it was pretty much a crap day to be outside but we had no interest in wasting the entire day inside (also our internet wasn't working). Karl decided we should go replace my nail polish (it really was his idea) since he felt responsible for its mysterious disapearance yesterday. So off we went, another trek to Sephora in Wenceslas Square. After enduring slippery sidewalks and roadways, and narrowly escaping death from falling snow on several occasions, we finally arrived at the shop...only to find they didn't have the particular color I wanted, oops (I may have witnessed a vein on K's forehead fill with blood). But there was good news. There is another Sephora in Prague (in fact there are several). It's only walking...can't kill us, right? Off to city centre we went.
By now we were both a little hungry and perhaps getting a bit cranky. We opted out of stopping for food in the interest of securing the nail polish first. Actually I really wanted to eat. K wanted to complete the mission. After a little confusion over directions we finally arrived at Sephora (#2). I couldn't find the color. Shit. Actually, K lost his shit and demanded that a store clerk find it. After digging through an overstock drawer, she found the last bottle. Phew. Lucky for me, and probably for her too. At the check out, we were given a chocolate holiday treat. K dug into it and in no time had forgotten about everything. Yay.
Afterwards we ducked into the first decent food joint we saw, the (M)eating Point, and enjoyed some delicious stir fry. On the way back to the apartment we passed an interesting looking shoe store. We went in and I found a great pair of black boots (I have been looking for a black pair for a while). They fit and looked great, but once I got a look at myself in the mirror, and had a look at my...well how should I say...slightly larger figure (all this eating out has caught up), I may have gotten a little pissy. K has an expression for this behaviour that I really enjoy (NOT)..."miss pissy piss pants"...but I am not going to make this post about me. I didn't get the boots.
We walked back to the apartment in light rain and actually went to bed before 2am for the first time in a while.
It was too yucky out to carry camera today. No pics, sorry.
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