Visiting Prague, At Last!

View of Prague's terracotta rooftops and the Vltava River
Prague’s rooftops and river, seen from St. Vitus Cathedral Tower

I’ve wanted to go to Prague for longer than I can remember, although I couldn’t have said why that was. Perhaps all travellers to Prague come home transformed into fervent advertising features and I met one of them on a train years ago. That might seem a wild guess, but people on trains have often told me things.  

I usually had a book with me and used to think it was the presence of the book that drew so many people in to interrupt me with a comment. Looking back, I’d guess it was a manner of being that drew them in – something that made them feel it was OK to interrupt.

In this spirit, a dishevelled-looking fifty year old man sitting opposite once asked what I was reading. I showed him the cover. It was D.H. Lawrence’s travel essays: fairly dry; definitely not a pot boiler.

He looked at me slyly and said: ’That’s ’im as writes them mucky books.’

I had to indicate that it was.

All kinds of vague protestations rose up – I was an English student, studying; it wasn’t one of the ‘rude’ ones; what was it to do with him, anyway – but I suppressed them and have treasured the moment ever since. It tickles my sense of humour. And, as Oscar Wilde said, if there’s anything that anyone can wrongly accuse you of, that’s something to be grateful for (I paraphrase).

Colourful houses in Prague's Little Venice area
Prague’s Little Venice

A really nice older gentleman I met around the same time on a broken down train from Edinburgh chatted to me, gave me sandwiches and assured me I had to go to Delphi – that it was the most wonderful experience. Delphi is still on my to-visit list. I wonder if it is still as lovely as he’d found it back then.

So it does seem logical to suspect that I once met a long forgotten, fervent human advertisement on a train, fresh from Prague. After our short visit earlier this year realised the dream, I’m scared to write as lyrically as I feel about this lovely old European city. I don’t want you to spend a lifetime feeling a vague but insistent desire to go to Prague, no matter how far away, unlikely or inconvenient it might be. 🙂

The only trouble is Prague speaks for itself.

Prague silhouetted from Charles Bridge
Charles Bridge, Prague, at dawn

Shared for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Favourite Place. It’s definitely one of them!

52 Replies to “Visiting Prague, At Last!”

  1. You make me want to go back, Sue. So glad you managed to capture Charles Bridge without the tourist crush, as we managed one morning early.

    1. It’s a place for making memories, isn’t it? We stayed near the bridge as I had seen from other people’s pictures how lovely it could be.

  2. I don’t know anything about Prague, and now I must know much more. No wonder you dreamed of going there! I loved the story of the man who knew of D.H. Lawrence; apparently it’s hard to hide in a book on a train.

  3. Great shots! Your first photo reminds me of the same view which I saw on TV. It was one of those travel shows. What struck me was that all of those white things on the rooftops seem to be chimneys. On that building on the far right, I’m amazed there are so many chimneys! There must be a fireplace in every room!

    1. I find chimneys interesting too – Hampton Court has some great ones. A fireplace in every room would be a blessing during a Prague winter.

  4. I am a homebody, and Maine is where I want to be. However, Prague exerts a pull on me, even though I have never been there.

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