Prague centre seems to be reasonably compact and it is possible to walk through it
. There are lots of pedestrian roads and squares which make it very walker friendly, though I wouldn't want to walk them during the height of summer. Today was really chilly and as per usual I didn't really dress to the conditions. I did have a jumper, coat and scarf but failed the beanie and gloves story. The day was still and clear blue sky, but if you weren't in the sun it was bitter and as the day drew to a close about 3pm the temperature just plunged. Sherree had all the bases covered but said that tomorrow she would wear the thermals. The Italians are the clothes horse champions and it not only the girls as the men look like peacocks. They really do standout in a crowd! Lots of fur and white and leather.
Sherree and I again showed our discovering and pioneering spirit, although whilst lying prone in bed this evening Sherree admitted that she would much rather have guided tours and a driver, I think Michael had spoilt her for life with our jaunt in Budapest. Traveling will never be the same with a driver in a brand new Mercedes. I had just mentioned that I felt quite a sense of achievement in being able to find our own way, by either following a book or asking people or a bit of both. Yesterday we found the hotel form the train station at night by catching the metro, walking through shopping arcades then crossing streets. Admittedly it's a bit hard to lose a Hilton Hotel. Today we caught a series of trams and used shank's pony to navigate the streets of Prague with only a few moments of complete trepidation. Taking a tram in the absolute wrong direction heading for the Prague burbs did raise the fear factor. I'm now paying for about 7hrs of walking and am almost totally lame but this is the price you pay.
The crowds - holy macaroni - I think that the whole of Europe holidays in Prague. I thought Rome was crowded but nothing on what I saw and was part of today. Each street was a sea of people, each square was like a teeming school of bait fish. I looked towards the Charles Bridge which is a pedestrian bridge and it's surface was a moving carpet of heads. I must admit I get an uncomfortable feeling when I'm jostled and pushed along as part of one moving identity. There were a few times when we were separated and sherree would raise her hand so I could find her. But the scenery was spectacular and Prague is everything that people say it is. Apparently it wasn't bombed during the Second World War and shows the benefit. The skyline is dotted with church spires and castles as well as some modern towers.