Beer Gardens - You Gotta Lov'em

One thing I especially appreciate about this part of the world is the beer garden. What can be better than sitting at a picnic table, under the shelter of chestnut trees, gently downing a beer or "pivo", enjoying an evening breeze on a warm night, and engaging in conversation ranging from types of dogs to Monster Truck "Sunday, Sunday, Sundays" to the current fad of bringing pet rabbits to restaurants and bars near Old Town Square?

I'm really enjoying the convenience of my current apartment. This is coming from a girl who lived in Hoboken NJ and was intimately familiar with the late night schedule of the PATH train from 33rd St and Christopher Street. Let me tell you: it was brutal some nights; waiting for the PATH rivaled a trip to the dentist in terms of pleasure. When I worked in Manhattan, absolutely NO ONE wanted to make the trek out to Frank Sinatra's stomping grounds. No... we had to cajole and offer rides to our parties and dinners. Of course, it all worked out in the end...friends did eventually come. Never forget that classic American baseball flick, Field of Dreams. I can tell you it is true: Build it and they will come. I still miss the breath-taking view of lower Manhattan from Pier A and B in Hoboken, but it sure did take a whole lotta effort.

But, back to convenience. Get this: I live less than 3 minutes walk from a happening beer garden, Riegrovy Sady. I don't need to stand in line at the port-a-pot. I do love my ability to walk almost anywhere in center city Prague. It's fantastic. As an American, to drive down free-ways, with the windows rolled down, and jiving to one's favorite tunes blaring in the background is the mark of freedom, but I'm a firm believer that to be car free and with happy feet is the true liberty!