I made the right decision back at the Berlin Train Station when I purchased my ticket to Prague. The minute I walked up the flight of steps and onto the Charles Bridge and took in the cityscape with its church spires, gothic towers, old historic buildings and bridges, I fell in love--hopelessly and shamelessly in love. What can I say that hasn't been said a thousand times? Prague is a beautiful city.
Although Prague was bombed in World War II, the destruction wasn't as massive as in other European cities. Therefore, its historic district is old, authentic and utterly charming. Its history is so rich, it is impossible to take it all in. Do I focus on the Holy Roman Empire, Good King Wenceslas or the Habsburg years? Not to mention the Reformation or the recent occupation by the Soviets. All is evidenced in the Old Town Square. The architecture is as diverse as its history. Art Nouveau, Gothic, Rococo and Baroque styles abound, as well as art, both old and modern.
The mood was very joyous. We witnessed a wedding party have red wine on the Charles Bridge. The hotel breakfast room was filled with Czech families visiting Prague for the weekend. The art galleries, restaurants and shops were busy. Our three days here were packed and over much too soon.
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