Saturday Night...

One of my suitcases didn't make it to Prague so I checked with the baggage office at the airport. They knew it had not made it on the plane in Minneapolis - I was glad that at least they knew where it was. They said it would come in on a flight a couple of hours later and be delivered to the house. Styopa and I got to the house and unpacked and basically chilled for a while. Eventually, though, we wanted to go into the city for dinner. I called the airport at the number they had given me. No answer. It had been much longer than the couple of hours they had said it would take to deliver the suitcase, and we had our second wind after the trip so we decided to leave.

Since the weather was beautiful I took Styopa to an outdoor restaurant at Letna Park. We had beer and good food. We got back to the house about 10:00 with still no word from the airport about my suitcase. I had given up on them for the day when they called at 11:00 and said they would deliver the suitcase by 11:30. They were true to their word, but I hadn't planned on staying up so late. I was tired and got to bed by midnight. I slept through the night and got up at 6:45 this morning.