Hradcany... and smell of the rain

We woke up quite late - maybe because few times Czech pigeons let me know about their existence at night… but later we both decided that the fault was on Finn side ;) Quickly ate “salmon” and we left our Vinohrady and quickly got to the centre… Sunday was destined for visiting Hrad (the castle), Zlata ulice (Gold Street) and few other nice places, which so far we didn’t meet. Just everyone who has ever traveled, knows very well that the best way of sight-seeing new places is to get lost there.
But I would cheat the readers if I wouldn’t mention one thing… After the visit in the “u Kalicha” restaurant our budget was a bit… limited. Well this sentence is not true – just our Czech money was finishing quite fast and the currency course offered by exchange points was on adverse conditions… But it’s not what’s the most important in here :-)
Soon we “climbed” to the castle which let us know what Franz Kafka, Alfons Mucha and Josef Švejk had to feel when they thought about Prague… While you have such a view … even the worst thing (I mean the gentile cold rain with wind) can’t change your mood… just you finally start taking deep breaths. Cathedral, churches, the Gold Street… there is hard to find any famous place where you don’t have to pay for the entrance – but it’s hard to wonder at this that Czechs are just trying to make money on everything…
After few hours spent at the castle, we went to see monastery and walked down to the city centre. On dinner was again “salmon” which somehow one of the symbols of Prague became. After such dinner we realized the obligatory point of every day and visited some pub… But no no, don’t think that we are drinkers… we were under the obligation to do it! Before we left Wroclaw we promised each other that one of the “fruits” of our visit in Prague will be beers classification [the results of our work you can see in the other article] . Sunday wasn’t a blessed day for us because few times it was given to feel that the rain in Poland doesn’t differ from the Czech one. All wet and tired of all day walking, we had no doubts - it’s the highest time to check Prague’s ticket controllers – so we went back home with underground. (Btw. Czech ticket controllers don’t work on Sunday – at least not on this Sunday ;] )
We rested, did some shopping (Czech salmon) for tomorrow’s journey and the last time went to the city centre by night. With big pity we said good-bye to Prague, to the Old town, to bridge, all small streets spread all around the main squares… People call Prague the Mother of Cities… but for us it just became one of Our Cities – the places where we will be always coming back

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