So, after only a couple of days at the Tooth Palace and off I go with the kids, again. Andrew stays with Maggie for another week to help with the repairs. Abi arrives in Prague in just a few days so off I go with TJ and Abi for Prague, via Dresden. No complaints from them. You see, even though the Tooth Palace has unexpected treasures around every corner it has no Abi and no other kids. We take the ICE train to Dresden. Hang out with Priscilla. Watch her play basketball. See some art. Sleep a little. Take a “Flixbus” to Prague. A subway, a tram to Zelivka. Dang, last time we were here we were with Maggie. Our friends would tour us around the VERY old, VERY dilapidated buildings and tell us their dreams. Fast forward to today and there are 3 families living here. That is 6 adults and 11.5 kids. Oh yeah! Are TJ and Hannah in heaven? I think so. There are kids everywhere. Not just any old kids but third culture kids from cross-cultural families that we already know and love. They talk to us about more dreams that include accommodation for 50+ more people. We do so love to dream with people, especially when they dream about family, community, business, gardens, beer, generosity, love and just a touch of anarchy. Gotta love it. One thing that is quite funny is that 6 years ago we met one of these families in Portugal. Hannah had this little stuffed tiger that she gave to a little Portuguese girl way back then. This little girl now lives here with her family. When we arrive the mum tells her daughter, “This is THE Hannah that gave you the tiger”. She looks at Hannah like she is looking at someone of myth, like a Unicorn or the tooth fairy. Runs up to retrieve one of her favourite toys to show it to Hannah again.
We picked up Abi and brought her back to Zelivka. The next day another trip into Prague central and we eat another couple of old favourites, Svickova followed by ovoce knedlicky. That would be root veg sauce over beef and bread dumplings followed by fruit dumplings topped with cream and cheese. Am I making you hungry. Dad arrived just in time to be the mad hatter at Hannah’s Birthday Tea Party.