People kiss in Prague. All the time. Everywhere. You can hardly spit without hitting tongue. It's amazing. And they are so casual about it. It's like an alternate activity. Do you feel like seeing a movie? Naw, let's make out in public instead. It's just funny. And it's, and this is going to sound really weird here, but like a totally non-sexual thing. In the US, it seems that if you are making out, and the kissing gets starts getting real intense, people start looking for a bed, or some other flat surface like a kitchen counter, or an semi-private elevator, or someplace to close the deal. These people, the kissing ones, they don't seem remotely revved up. The seem hapy. But that's really about it. And they kiss for what seems like ever. They were kissing when I got there, I was there for at least 10 or 15 minutes, and they were kissing when I left. No stopping to talk, or breathe. No hands involved--not on the head, or neck, or back or elsewhere--their mouths seem to be the only point of contact. These people make a good case for kissing being an olympic event. I swear, the whole city is just one big red ad.

On a somewhat related tip, I did see a guy and a girl slip into a men's room stall at the museum in Munich. I so wanted to lead a little cheer or something, but I didn't.