Prague is not as beautiful as Paris or Rome with the Place de la Concorde and vast piazzas but it has small alleys, brass spires and of course Charles Bridge which has centuries of history to follow.
The weather was chilly and overcast most of the time, but that did not detract from our enjoyment.
David and I trudged the streets of old Prague: explored the Jewish quarter with its magnificent Spanish synagogue, climbed to the largest castle, visited Wenceslas square (which is really a long boulevard where the horse sales took place) and experienced many other quant and wonderful sights. We did not meet Kafka's ghost but did buy a few books from a book store near where he lived. We heard Mozart's music and went to a concert every evening and sometimes lunch time too.
We also visited the ancient town of Chesky Krumlov about two hours out of Prague near the Austrian border with its intriguing history which includes a shooting of the owner of the castle by a king and the story of a mad prince who chopped up a village maiden.
We however came home unscathed but delighted by the food, the concerts and the beauty of the buildings.
Here are a few of David's images. Do enjoy them.
Rooftops from a cafe
Domes
Reflection which Kafka might have enjoyed
Doorway
The Castle - Chesky Krumlov
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