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Travel Blogs from Prague
Ransacking the Hillside to get to the Castle
... stories were told about this cave including that a said fought the devil blowing him out the top in what is known as the devils chimney.
It took four hours for us to make the trip to the castle. We even went through a small waterfall on our track. The castle was interesting but I always want to know what it looked like fully furnished. I guess i want to know if my minds image meets the real image.
We headed home tired and hungry.
Ciao
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More Prague History.....
... As might be expected with the weather, the crowds were much lighter and many of the shops were “quiet”. As I wandered down towards the entrance to the Charles Bridge, I passed Jo’s Bar and Garaz and they advertised Guinness so I decided to stop for a quick one. There was no one else in the Bar, which I found surprising at that time of day.
After my liquid refreshment, I made my way back across the bridge to the Hotel. Without stopping ...
Czechin' Out Prague
... cool hostel mates while preparing for our early morning flight and made an attempt to get some more laundry done (which was unsuccessful).
Prague was exceptional! We have both decided that the Czech Republic is a place we would gladly re-visit. Although its sights are not as famous or extravagant as places such as Rome, Paris, London, etc. this city has a lot to offer.
Please bear us- Athens and Santorini coming soon!
Thanks,
Ryan and ...
Bohemian
... structure that give the illusion of dance
David Cerny's Scupltures: The satirical scupltures scattered throughout the city were worth searching for, especially the Freud-look-alike dangling over the city street.
Lennon Wall: A portrait of Lennon by "revolutionists" during communism began this wall of hippie graffiti, though it was white washed by secret police, it has stood as a consistent smattering of typically idealist sayings.
The Prague Castle: ...
Prague O' My Heart
... him help me switch my camera lenses so I could take closer shots of the stained glass, which was beautiful. And not only the Mucha one, though that one was certainly the loveliest of all.
There was nothing else we felt like seeing on top of the hill (and we didn't feel like paying any admission fees, either), so we headed back down toward the town. After witnessing an amusing exchange between two French tourists, Max remarked that "Each time I see ...