Tuesday, September 21, 2010

I Heart Prague

Everyone says that Prague is beautiful. And in this case Everyone is right.



We got into Prague two days ago and after five minutes of wandering narrow streets, gazing at the river and the copper spires turned green with age, we stumbled upon an open air performance.


It was modern dance, performed in full suits to harsh repetitive electronic music and with a dozen or so desks as props. Chelsea and I stood entranced for the whole thing. They managed to work in people dropping pages out of phone books from the five story buildings surrounding us and a naked man in a window with a cell phone.




This is the first city where the tacky “I heart 'insert city here'” t-shirts has been tempting. We love Prague.


Also – 1 USD works out to nearly 20 kroner here. And as opposed to Denmark where a similar phenomenon meant nothing, here we got Indian food for two people for less than 10 dollars. As stated: We love Prague.


We spent most of the day, roughly 9ish hours, walking around today.



This though I blame on Paris.
A result of our stay in Paris is that we got used to small spaces on city maps taking us a long time to traverse on foot. Paris is huge, so an inch or so on my Paris map is roughly 15-20 minutes walking. But now, in smaller cities, and especially old city centers, we tend to cross whole blocks of the map without noticing – hence we missed Amsterdam’s red light district the first time we walked through it.

So in Prague, when we look at a map with our hostel and the zoo literally on opposite sides and then gauge from our walking the day before that it really wouldn’t be that bad of a trek we shrug our shoulders and head out.




And as we are heading back, it is less of a bother to walk than to try to figure out the bus.


We are safely in the hostel now – tomorrow we take off for Vienna. Our feet hurt and we could stand to do laundry. Soon. But we love Prague.
Ciao!

3 comments:

  1. That is the most indignant, furious looking bird I've ever seen.
    It's not backing down.

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  2. I have family in (formerly) Czechoslovakia somewhere--my maternal great-grandmother came to the U.S. when she was 16 all by herself and there are cousins somewhere, but we lost track of them before the Iron Curtin fell. I still remember my grandmother with her Czech disctionary on her knee writing letters to them though. :) -Charli

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  3. God, that bird. We walked up without knowing what was in there. And it began a face off with Chelsea.

    @Charli - High on my list of languages to learn: Czech and Dutch. :)

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