Prague:
There was a priest. The king's wife would go to the priest and confess her sins. King wanted to know if queen was cheating on him. Asked the priest. Priest wouldn't tell. King killed priest. Priest became a saint. All who rub this spot honoring the priest will receive much luck.
Changing of the guards
Me and a guard! He didn't smile, but did roll his eyes.
Harry Potter Puppet. Need I say more? For those of you not in on the joke, just move on to the next picture.
Goloush! I tried it. The dumplings were divine though. And after I left this restaurant, I was accused of stealing a fork. Yeah for Czech service!
A tad bit more of Berlin for you:
There was quite a bit of Russian in Berlin, from written to heard
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