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Well here they are, finally. I was particularly taken with the story of the measuring stick on the door jam. Apparently, in the olden days, the measure of cloth, etc. was from the elbow to the finger tip, and to keep people honest, measurers were placed around the city on door jams so you could go and measure to see that you had not been cheated. remember that Mother estimated a yard as the distance from nose to fingers. Del said it was the length of some king's nose to fingers.
I also liked the WC on the street that looked like an oversized coke can. I'm pretty sure I would have to be desperate to go inside it and close the door, but you gotta do what you gotta do in an emergency.
Perhaps I will learn to actually post pictures after I get home and put up some of our favorites with some commentary. I should have learned how to do a blog instead of just starting to blog, but probably if I had waited until I knew how, I would have never started.
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