Praha/Prague

Municipal House

discovering Pylones

(observation: people in this frame are evenly spaced)

the man who waved at me from the red, rad ride

Charles Bridge

the view of the city

Prague Castle

down the street...

to the cutest shop I ever did see.

all golden glorious

I went to Prague in March, during spring break. I am really behind in blogging, writing letters and journaling. But I really am trying to catch up. Especially since summer will officially start in four days. Well, I'm counting down the days before I take a few months long break from school.

While jet setting to Prague, I rode a jump seater on Air France. It was quite a different, yet lovely experience on the plane. I was served drinks and food first. Plus, I got to admire le sexy monsieur. In Prague, I literally hiked from our hotel to the Prague Castle and back. I don't know how I made it as it was a few miles. Reality has hit me of how out of shape I am. I have always loved matryoshka dolls, but I have never seen as many in Prague, considering I wasn't in Russia. Throughout the city, I saw posters for a Japan benefit concert, Ennio Morricone, Chick Corea (I saw him live once) and a ballet (Swan Lake, which I saw). I was impressed by how art is a part of Prague's everyday culture. I am grateful for places that make me feel like I belong. Just walking around the city, standing in between hundreds of year old architecture told my heart how much I love Prague and how I long to return soon.