Friday, August 12, 2005


How the bridge looks when it's not thronged with tourists.


In the Old Town.


View down the Vltava River.


How happy this couple will be when they see the grotesque caricatures of themselves!


Paintings of the bridge, available on the bridge.


Two-and-a-half months, three cones a day ... how much more practice does this kid need?


Nicholas and Caroline provide support to the guard in the little guardhouse.


Changing of the guard at Prague Castle. Momentarily distracted, I nearly allowed a pickpocket to make off with my wallet.


A delicious lunch of typical Czech specialties, for the adventurous.


The Syncopator Factory guy hawks his CDs.


Entertainment is provided for your walk across the bridge.


The Charles Bridge with Prague Castle in the background.


Russian dolls are everywhere. There's even a Yankees doll.


More cool Prague architecture.


The astronomical clock. Danged if we can figure out what time it is.


In Prague, you can point your camera in any direction and it works.


Prague is beautiful (and the kids are all right).


On the train to Prague.


Our hotel, Vienna.


Posing for the Vienna Stadt Park webcam.


Actually in flight.


Preparing to fly.


Joanna and Caroline on one of those rides that make grownups hurl.


That famous Vienna gorilla. Same one dad wrestled as a child.


That famous Vienna ferris wheel. Same one dad rode as a child.


Sometimes a Freud Museum is just a museum.


Denise poses before her initials.


Ja, we are Silbers!


The old-world charm thing.


The children pose with Strauss, famous for being the world's cleanest statue.


Lobby of Hotel Konig von Ungarn.


#1 Kleine Sperlgasse.


The final Silber apartment at Kleine Sperlgasse.


Another piece of the erstwhile Silber real estate empire.


We visit several former Silber residences.


Lost in the maze.


Joanna and Caroline.


On the Schonbrunn grounds.


Two generations of Silbers reunited in the ancestral home of the Silbers (Vienna, not Schonbrunn Palace).


Mozart is everywhere in this town.


Stephensplatz, just steps from our hotel.


Coffee and cake at the Hotel Sacher (as in torte) cafe.


He has difficulty blowing out the sparkler.


It is August 5 - Nicholas's birthday.


We take the hydrofoil on the Danube to Vienna.


Look closely and you can see the children waving from the balcony.


This dome fell down about a hundred years ago. Architect's error.


St. Stephen's church.


Heroes square in Budapest.


Um ... we'll get back to you.