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Sunday, March 12, 2006

PRAGUE IN UNDER 15 HOURS!!!

How to see a 1,136 year old city in under 15 hours!

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Photos by M. Lightstone and portions of textfrom Letters of Thought

I set out from Warszawa Zchodnia with my dear friends, Chaim and Mordechai, the trick -we could only spend a single day in the grand old city . . . The question was, how could we pack in such a large city, with so much splendor, in such a short time?The trip went well, the boarder was easy (They didn't make any problems, despite the fact that Poland now has the Bird Flu) and we arrived in Prague seven o'clock in the morning . . .we were off!equipped with a map from the nearby Hilton (A note to all tourists: If you need a map, go to any hotel and they'll gladly give you a map with a big "Our Hotel is Here" on it) we made our way from Praha 8 to Praha 1 (don't worry we didn't need to pass through 7,6,5,4, or 3)
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We made our way into the old town by following the Vltava River and then turning down the main road, leading to the town square and Josefov -the Jewish Quarter.
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the old town hall and the square
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the high Syanaggue
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Notice how the Hebrew clock goes "counter clockwise"
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At last we came to the Staronova Synogoga, the Alt-neu Shul of the Maharal.By this time is was already around Eight O'clock, and with out knowing where the Shliach's Minyan was, we were forced to Daven with the 'others' (Prague is faced with the same group of bandits that Vilna is)When we were done, we began to search for the Shliach's house (the address was on my Palm Pilot [I know, I know -but I still call it a palm pilot]) and who should we meet on the way, other then the Shliach's wife, who took us to the Chabad House. There we ate some breakfast, dropped off our bags, and began our tour of the Jewish Quarter.
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The angel Fountain
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Posted by Picasa The ubiquitous Golem

The exterior of the Alt-Neu Shul -notice the rungs leading up to the door on the roof, where the Golem is kept.
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Posted by Picasa The Poreceths

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Just a little background information for those of you who were to lazy to click on the link above (Though it most likely that you'll be to lazy to read what I am no writing in any event -instead opting just to look at the pictures . . .) The Alt-Neu Shul is the oldest synagogue extant Europe . . . Built in the 13 century of the Common Era (Though it could also be called the common error -but that's a different subject)
It is built in the Gothic style, and was the Shul of the Maharal of Prague -famed leader of the Jewish people, author of many books both on the exoteric and esoteric facits of the Law, and scion of the Davidic Dynasty (He also made a Golem that everybody seems to to make a big deal about . . .)
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Posted by Picasa We then went to the Maisil Shul . . .

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Posted by Picasa Franz Kafka in all of his glory

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The Spanish synagogue (which turned out to be a rather un-chassidic place . . . it was packed with over 40 Italian students taking pictures of it -and us . . . not to mention it has an Organ and is used as a Reform (r'l) place of worship to this day)
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The weather that day was schizophrenic . . . The morning was crisp and clear, the sun casting down its gentle arms, slowly ushering back in the warmth of spring.
We ate breakfast.
Snow began to fall gently in light flurries.
We went inside a synagogue.
The snow had stopped but ominous clouds hung overhead . . .
Went inside the next synagogue -and were greeted by thick snow flakes showering down on the earth, covering everything with a blanket of white.
The Sun came out, again promising the coming of Spring . . .


We continued on our route to the Pinkas Shul -the second oldest in a Prague, and current memorial to the anihilation of Czech Jewery.

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The inner walls of the Shul are covered with the 80,000 names of Czech Jews murdered during the war . . . To think upon seeing such a vast list of names -crawling the walls of this hollowed ground, make the names of only the Czech Jews and of them, only those on record . . .
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Posted by Picasa By the time we entered the cemetery,the air was full with snow . . .

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the picture above and below are the same just a five minute differnce u see the differnce in five minutes can do?!
Posted by Picasa By the Kever of the Maharal, the sun came out, basking us all once more in its warmth.

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The Klaus Shul (which basically translates to the synagogue synagogue, being that a Klaus [think Kloiz] is a place of worship)
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Posted by Picasa The Chevra Kadisha, Burial Society

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Crossing the River

We crossed the Charles Bridge -a large bridge leading from the Old City to the Prague Castle area (Prague Castle is the largest Castle in Europe) . . .






An organ grinder -he wouldn't let me take his pic
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After we walked around the courtyard of the Castle -I was planning on checking out the Muesuem inside . . . But X. Just had to go to Petřínská rozhledna, an observation tower on a nearby mountain. WBecauseuase it was the Eiffel Tower of Prague (everybody knows that -he told me), and not just any Eiffel Tower of Prague . . . This Eiffel Tower of Prague which is nearly a 1:5 copy of the Eiffel Tower (in France!)We had to go and view the entire town from the top of the tower! It was one of those things that you couldn't say you've been to Prague if you didn't see!!So we went.andwee we wentand we went some more . all the way up the large hill, with its slippery snowy stairs . . .and we kept on going.
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With much huffing and puffing we made our way down . . .
I guess I can't say that I went to Prague
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We returned to the Chabad house, Davened Mincha, and then went out to eat in the Kosher restaurant . . . There we met two Israeli couples vacationing Prague . . . One of them, Motti, told us about his encounters with the Rebbe. "You see," he told us, "I went to the Rabbi and told him that I wanted to bring down a shliach to Los Vegas. The Rabbi said that we needed to build a Mikvah . . . so I started to build one myself in order to get in some of the winter rains. Then a Rav came and told me that it needed to be redone. By the time things were finished it was already the beginning of the summer. I went to the Rabbi, and he asked me what was happening with the Mikvah. I told him that we had a mikvah, but no water. The rabbi said, 'If you need water there will be water.' I returned that day to Los Vegas (it was a sunday) and that night it began to rain!' He also took our picture for us . . .

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To draw our trip in Prague to a close, we went to the statues of the Maharal and the Golem . . . at least that's what they call them.
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We began to stroll through the old town on the way to the bus, only to find, that with ten minutes until the bus was to leave, that we were lost.
I tried asking a lady selling hot dogs and vodka on a nearby cart where we needed to go.
"But we only eat Kosher!"
"So then buy a shot of Vodka."She looked like she had had a few herself."We'll do it next time . . .""So then I'll tell you next time as well."With only a few minutes to go, we found a taxi and jumped in."Take us to the bus station . . . fast!"A normal Taxi costs 20 Kronar a Kilometer.For a tourist the driver makes sure that it costs 25 Kronar a Kilometer.For a late tourist it's 35 Kronar a Kilometer.If that later tourist is Jewish, then it costs 50 Kronar a half Kilometer.But, thankfully, we made it . . .

2 Comments:

At 3:49 PM, Blogger Lucky Wolf said...

wow,that was some long post.
very nice

 
At 2:48 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Loved the walk through Prague!
A nice break after cleaning up after Yom Tov!
Rivky Wilhelm (not the one you know)

 

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