In the cinderblock lobby of Prague’s Diplomat Hotel (Evropská 15; www. diplomatpraha.cz), my husband, Joe, was exchanging introductions with our guide, Petr, while I waited for my first foray into the Czech language to begin. I was mentally rehearsing my opening line, a difficult one to pronounce, when Joe gave me my cue: “This is my wife, Mary Anne.”
Smiling and extending my hand, I said, “Teší me.”
Petr’s eyebrows shot up. “So soon?” he replied.
“What did I say?”
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