Knowing that at least part of next weekend will be spent packing (because, if you know me, you know I wait until the last possible second to pack anything), I knew that anything else I wanted to accomplish in the city had to be done in these last few days. The two biggest things remaining on my list were an exhibit at one of the museums and Jewish Quarter (well, more specifically, Old Jewish Cemetery). With the end of this weekend, there is only one place I was interested in going that I realized I wouldn’t make it to during my time in the Czech Republic: Terezin. Though, this may have been best, because I’m still not confident enough in my Czech to travel alone on the trains and no one should go to a place with such a heavy past alone. It will remain on my list though, of places I will eventually go to. Yes, I do plan on returning to the Czech Republic, hopefully in the near future instead of many years off.
Saturday I took a nice walk to the City Museum of Prague. Now, if you were in Prague on Saturday, you will know 
that was a bit of a lie, because it was about 31 degrees (almost 90 for those that don’t know Celsius conversions) and the walk from Strahov to the museum is about 5km. I did enjoy wandering the streets of Prague though, as I always do, and I was quite impressed with the museum. I went for the “1848-1918” exhibition that I had been seeing advertised around the city, but I spent several hours taking in all of the exhibits. It was definitely a nice experience to see some of the artifacts and the Prague model, though I was definitely partial to the exhibit I went for. While I have been spending time reading about the history here, it was nice to get more specifics about the area, and to even recognize some things from my time in the city and my reading while I’ve been here.
Sunday I made a trip to Jewish Quarter. I went to 4 of the 7 sites, but truly was only interested in the Old Jewish Cemetery. Remembering a suggestion from a friend back home, I also spent some time in Pinkas Synagogue, which is where the names of every Czech Jew that was lost in World War II has their name handwritten on the walls. I spent some time in the Ceremonial Hall learning a little bit more about Jewish burial traditions and took in the exhibit at Klausen Synagogue.
I spent most of my remaining time either walking in Petrin or relaxing in the dorms. As the weight of my final week settled on my shoulders, I think it was made more obvious how much I am going to miss this country.
Raven K 