Last weekend, I accepted the invitation from the Chambery CSJs to visit their community in Plzen, about 1 hour from Prague by bus. I arrived Saturday morning and spent the day kicking around Prague, doing the tourist stuff. Lots of old stuff, LOTS of people. The biggest impression is that I couldn't read ANY of the signs - AT ALL. At least most of the other places I've been, I could make out the signs and more or less make my way around. But not here. In addition, English is not widely spoken, although in the more touristy places, someone will be able to communicate.They had very pretty countryside, and the weather was awesome the entire time I was there. I understand there was a storm the day after I left. Ah well....
The three sisters have been there about 15 years. There is one other community in Czech republic. The CSJs were the first community in Plzen after the fall of communism. The area is not very Catholic, or very religious at all. Nevertheless, there are 'cultural' signs of Catholicism: churches, crosses, etc. The sisters remarked how there had been a great improvement in living conditions since they arrived, better housing, better access to goods and services, etc. There was a big poster on one of the buildings naming the "three liars" Marx, Engels, and Stalin.The sisters were absolutely wonderful, one is a nurse, the other two are teachers, all about my age. They were very helpful and explained a lot about the differences and the culture, etc. On Sunday after Mass, we went around Plzen, of Pilsner fame for the beer lovers. One wonderful place was a Meditation Garden built by a guy, during communism. It has these wonderful stations of the cross that are really meaningful - showing God's love and care for the world - the dedication plaque says to the victims of evil. And then we tried to find a typical Czech place to eat, but failing that, we found an italian place. But we did have Czech pancakes - kind of like crepes - with ice cream for dessert. Mmmm.... Monday, the third sister, who had been away took me to a wonderful country estate, a castle, the oldest church in the area - a cute little round one up a steep hill, and to some other sites nearby. One thing about European towns is that the cities are pretty compact, and the country is always very close by. Apparently under communism, each family used to have a little cottage in the country with a garden. This still carries on, so that on the weekend EVERYONE leaves for their cottage, and the town was pretty deserted. Not to worry though, by Monday everyone was back.
I flew home on Tuesday, bus, bus, plane, bus, train, train, to Leuven. It was a great trip, and a great opportunity to connect with our sisters in Eastern Europe. Now I'm working on studying for exams. A group of canon law students got together to go over one class - it was WAY more fun than working alone, and we got a lot done as well. I'm taking a break from history of spirituality to write this. Still one more study week before exams start in June.
Peace,
Amy






