With looming gargoyles and detailed facades,
this pastel-painted city captured my heart.
More than a city with beautiful architecture and rich history, something about the people drew me in. I sat next to the
kindest family on the train and everything they said flowed with sincerity. They showed such interest in life in America
while also sharing details about everyday life in Prague. Their well mannered (trilingual!!) six-year-old reflected a
healthy, happy home, and it was sweet to see how equally involved both mother and father were.
With the child’s name Karl and mine Carley, we bonded over name similarities and lego talk. They shared their Lindt
chocolates and gave numerous recommendations while also offering their numbers in case I needed help getting around.
To be honest, I was stunned. I had bumped shoulders with rough and kind people alike in other cities, but no stranger
had been quite as welcoming as this. To this day, we still send notes back and forth. While I know this may not be a
proper reflection of every person in Prague, it is still a first impression I will gladly hold on to.
It was easy to pack a full day in, taking a bus tour around the city and exploring the castle, cathedrals, bridges and more.
I wish I had had a chance to see more of the gardens but ended up spending most of the time roaming side streets and
charming alleyways. On the way to Lennon Wall, there was a group of rescued bunnies touring Europe to promote
cruelty-free practices–talk about adorable! It was a silly price to pay to hold them but 100% worth it.
Climbing to the top of St. Vitus Cathedral was a favorite of mine. Even with the fog that rolled in, the 360° view
of the city was beautiful. On the way over to the castle, I passed the Gingerbread Museum that had every shape
of cookie you could imagine. Never have I heard of a peanut butter + oatmeal + gingerbread combo,
but I’m wishing I had taken some home with me–they were the best!
You really can’t go wrong with a city like Prague… I’d easily revisit in a heartbeat.