If you have ever wandered what it would be like to live in a fairy tale kingdom, come to Prague. Here, you can walk amongst castles and clock towers. You can hear the sound of a brass trumpet reminding you the top of the hour is here. There are the sounds of church bells and horse’s hooves clicking on the cobblestone streets. You can walk along a bridge built in ancient times where a saint was tossed from it as a result of him standing up to a King.
I think it might be the most beautiful city I have ever seen. I booked two nights and ended staying for five. I didn’t want to leave. I feel as if I found my footing here in Prague. Things had been so go, go, go the last few weeks, that I haven’t had time to sit and relax. Prague was the place for me to do it. I ate the local cuisine, meat and Czech dumplings (I didn’t go back for seconds this time). I socialized and met a slew of interesting people. There were the two Morroccans, the 4 Mexicans, a girl from Namibia and the 3 guys from Orange County. Guess which ones flaked on plans that were made? The Orange County group. California, home of the flakes. They served as a reminder of why I left.
The others were friendly, welcoming and more than enthusiastic to invite a solo traveler from the states to join them on a night out on the town. We had soo much fun. Me, the Mexicans, the Morroccans and the girl from Namibia. Like a cappuccino milkshake sprinkled with an exotic dusting of flavor served in several different languages.
I love Prague. But words do not do it justice. It deserves pictures and lots of them. But even they pale in comparison. If you are contemplating a place to visit in Europe for fun, romance, history, beauty and fantasy....visit Prague.
I touched the statue on the Charles Bridge where legend says that if you touch it it will bring you good luck.....and back to Prague. I am definitely coming back.
Some of the people I met.........
A traditional Czech meal..
