A temporary return. I took advantage of that service only to find that the file is only useful if you want to publish the posts again on a new WordPress site.
Not so fantastic after all. I have until April to finish the copy and paste. We quit the main room of the Reduta Jazz Club just as the band began its final song. Best to miss one song and skip the line at the coat check.
Coat check at the Reduta is mandatory. The place is small and customers are sitting cheek by jowl at small tables. No room and no tolerance for bulky coats or backpacks. As we waited in line to check our coats a man in front of us argued so insistently to be allowed to keep his coat with him that one would have thought he had a kilo of blow hidden in the lining.
In the end he harrumphed and walked out. Got a beef about the music? Talk to the band. Contrary to the opinion of the critic, Cora and I found the show to be good, club worthy music. This is a different world from Stare Mesto, the old town.
Both are wide boulevards with buses and trams, and both are well lit. Narodni has life. It has a soul, and vibrancy.
