My lady arrived in Prague today – without me.
I love the city, but I have a one-sided view of it. Having only ever been in July*, my Prague is the restored Baroque jewel of Malá Strana, Old Town Square and the castle area. The hills, parks and gardens are at their greenest and Smetana’s Vltava plays on a permanent mental loop.
Someday we’ll get out there in the winter so I can round out the picture with Kafka’s Prague – walk the streets in deep gloaming, visit the Museum of Torture Instruments, and hit the S&M clubs in Nové Město.
*High tourist season, unfortunately.