Last day in Prague
You know what?
I love Art Deco! I think I want to redecorate everything Art Deco. Art Deco and Alphonse Mucha. Alphonse Mucha and Art Nouveau. Art Nouveau and Gustav Klimt. (sigh)
Today I was very excited, because I was meeting my second cousin Marian, (son of my cousin…is that how you say it? Second cousin? I never know), for lunch. I have him on my FB and we’ve known of each other for a few years now but never managed to meet, but I went to see his brilliant performance last night.
I got a sneaky idea. I
stole gently borrowed an image from his FB from the production last night so you could get the feeling. (Hope you don’t mind Marian) That’s Marian and his leading lady Andrea.
Well, we finally met last night after the performance and we spent the whole afternoon walking around Prague and getting to know each other.
We stopped for lunch and then up here on this roof top for a drink and then I spied the tower where he preformed the play. I didn’t have a chance to see the view from up there last night and so we decided to go have a look.
This is the view down the tower where you can see the small marble and slate cobbles the sidewalks are made from. The streets are made form much larger cobbles.
And that ancient tower is so tall that one can see over the whole city in 360 degrees.
The view to Hradcany, (the castle district), with that huge Gothic church is my favourite view. Can you see how pink the light is?
Sadly, all things must end, and so we hugged and said goodbye and promised to keep in touch, and, after a little rest, I headed back into the evening town to do a bit of shopping.
Stood in front of the Orloj and heard it strike nine pm, and I walked and walked around some more till night.
I love Prague. I love Prague in the sunshine, and in the rain.
A big piece of my heart is right here. Safely cradled in pink light and shinning with gold.