since i made it back to the hotel a bit earlier than i had planned saturday night, i was up bright and early sunday to pack in a full day of exploring.
i had a fairly weak continental breakfast at the hotel and hopped on the train to the other side of the bridge. from malostranska station i walked down to bake shop to try "the best brownies ever." this was another reccommendation from the co-worker who steered me to my dinner the night before, it did not disappoint.
the latte was amazing and the brownie, tho much smaller than i had anticipated, was pretty great. it didn't knock the pms brownie from the old artisan cafe off my top brownie list. but since i've no clue how to obtain that anymore, does it still count?
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i ate the brownie too quickly, oops |
i took a stroll down to the lennon wall, hoping it would be less crowded than the day before. the lennon wall was the one part of the trip that did not live up to expectations. i'd seen photos of it on the internet for years, an ever changing grafiti tribute to john lennon. what i found when i arrived was a wall full of graffiti, seemingly for no reason, a block long selfie wall.
i managed to find one tiny corner of hope, tho the quote attributed to john was actually said by yoko, oh well.
from the lennon wall i made my way back across the bridge to take a tour of the klementium library. sadly, the coolest part of the tour was no photos allowed, so here's a stock image from their sight.
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via wiki |
the globes were beautiful and is still a working library. i'm on the hunt for my own astronomical globe, this was my favorite.
they did allow me to take a photo of an old sextan, used to measure the stars.
the view from the top was pretty epic.
next i made my way back to the old town square. while i'd been at the castle the day before i saw a filer for an andy warhol exhibit at the prague center for art. he happens to be one of my favorites so that was a nice surprise.
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classic |
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lest anyone forget he was a filmmaker as well |
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truth |
it was nearly noon and i was feeling peckish, so i walked over to the coco cafe. i ordered the chili hot chocolate, i like the spice. as a whole it was less dark than angelina cafe in paris, but tasty none the less. i'm a fan of very dark chocolate so angelina with chili would probably be perfect for me. the quiche was pretty good too.
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chili hot chocolate, mmmm |
i have several theories in life, i've mentioned a few in here somewhere. one of them is that any situation in life can relate back to an episode of friends. maybe it's less of a theory and more of a challenge to myself. so in the spirit of that theory i give you: hanging freud
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all you want is a dinkle... |
another statue from the artist who brought you the pissing men, david cerny. he's quite literally just hanging above a random street.
i had a little time left so i decided to head back to the astronomical clock and climb it, hoping to be at the top when the bells chimed. it worked out perfectly and the crowd below was just as large as it had been when i arrived the day before.
i got a closer shot of the clock after the bells, it's really amazing.
last stop of the day was an absinthe bar. i'd had absinthe in college when a friend brought a bottle back from germany, but this is where it all began, or so they say. i'm not a fan of absinthe on it's own, it has a taste like jeagar and that is not my thing, i'm a red liquorish girl. the absintherie had an extensive cocktail list so i opted for an absinthe mule, delish!
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so tasty |
the bar itself was something to behold.
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i may have made a purchase from the case |
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so many green fairies |
from there i caught an uber to the airport, fully satisfied with all the ground i'd covered.
prague is a magical city, it's like walking thru a fairytale land. it managed to survive the destruction of world war 2, reportedly because hitler hoped to make it his capitol and so bombings did not occur there. i'd love to go back and explore further out from the city, tour the concentration camp about an hour away. but if you only have a weekend, you can still get quite a bit it in. i also learned that i prefer the selfie stick users to the "street style" fashion bloggers. don't get me wrong, i scroll thru their posts for hours, but get the shot and get out of my way!
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