But these are not the missing persons that I am referring to in my post title.
No, our mystery began after the above family members left town and Joe, Mo, and I were left to our devices for a day. After a quick Google search, Joe discovered that the Žižkov Television Tower in downtown Prague is a functional television tower that has an art installation (babies!) attached to it. Yes, please!
|From across town.|
A quick trip on the Czech WAY underground subway system...
|One of the cool walls at the subway stop.|
...brought us to the tower:
|View from underneath.|
According to Wikipedia, "The structure of the tower is unconventional, based on a triangle whose corners are growing up in steel columns, consisting of three tubes with a double steel wall, filled with concrete. They support nine 'pods' and three decks for transmitting equipment. One of the three pillars extends considerably higher than the others, and this provides both the necessary height for some antennas, along with the structure's rocket and gantry appearance. The tower stands 216 metres (709 feet) high, altitude of the observatory is 93 m, the hotel room* altitude is 70 m, restaurants altitude is 66 m, with a capacity of 180 people. Three elevators transport passengers at a speed of 4 m/s. "
*ONE hotel room!
But where are the babies??? Google promised us babies crawling up the tower!
"In 2000, ten fiberglass sculptures (3.5 m long, 2.6 m wide, and weigh approximately 150 kg) by Czech artist David Černý called "Miminka" (Babies), crawling up and down were temporarily attached to the tower's pillars. The sculptures were admired by many and were returned in 2001 as a permanent installation."
On the observation deck we saw a model of the tower we were standing in with the babies:
|How cute is that?|
Apparently, for cleaning and structural checks, these Babies were removed from the tower in the fall of 2017, and they were scheduled to return to the tower in the spring of 2018, but they haven't been returned as of August 2018! Boo hoo!
Then we read that three replica babies (made of bronze, though) were located in Kampa Park. So off we went in search of the missing babies. After another subway ride and a long walk along the Vltava River we FINALLY found the missing babies:
|My 'babe' next to a baby for scale.|
They were pretty awesome except for their faces...Mo was VERY disturbed by the "faces"...or lack there of:
Our missing persons search ended up giving us a "baby steps" tour of Prague.
|See what I did there?|
Today's poem is not about babies, but about what it feels like to miss someone. Being halfway around the world has made the absence of loved ones very keen:
...I am a sock without a shoe.
...I am a cow without her moo.
...I am a detective without a clue.
...I am a stamp without the glue.
...I am a full bladder without a loo.
...I am a pigeon without its coo.
...I am a church without a pew.
...I am a ghost without its boo.
...I am the early morning grass without its dew.
...I am not my best
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