Thanks for the post, great pics. You made me remember a story that my Mom tells about her trip to Prague with my Dad. They were trying to order from one of the food venders on the main street in the heart of town, I don't know the name of the street, but at the end is the big museum. Anyway, the person behind the glass/ counter didn't speak any English so my Mom kept getting louder with her order as if louder was somehow going to help the person understand. My Dad finally told her that louder wasn't going to work.