So by this point I am halfway through with my
“after program” travels. Amsterdam and Copenhagen down, Prague and Budapest to
go. I can’t believe that I loved the cities I have been to as much as I have,
and wish I had more time in each place. But everyone I talk to keeps telling me
to wait for Prague, “just wait till you get to Prague”, “you’re gonna love
Prague”, “Prague is the prettiest city in Europe”. Things like that. But I
tried to go in with no expectations, cause knowing me, when my expectations are
too high I am always let down. So I wake up early to leave Copenhagen and head
to Prague, my first trip to “central” Europe. I get in and take public
transportation to the center of the city where my bestie from home, yes once
again, Cara Ladd picks me up from the metro! I am lucky enough to have seen her
4 times this semester, and 2 times were complete chance that we ended up in the
same city at the same time. We go to get coffee and catch up, then I go to her
hostel to store my bags for the day. I get to meet her friend from her Seville
program and the 3 of us get lunch and walk across the Charles bridge in search
of the Lennon Wall.
I am truly in astonishment walking around the
city. I can’t pinpoint what it is about it. I’ve seen beautiful architecture, I’ve
walked across tons of intricate bridges, I’ve seen colored buildings and
cobblestone streets all before. But for some reason, Prague was different.
Maybe it was because it was my first time out of Western Europe? Maybe because
their recent history was centered around WWII, which I am most interested in
learning about? Maybe because I went in with no expectations? Whatever it is, I
agree with what everyone had told me, this is THE city I would not have wanted
to miss out on.
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One end of the Charles Bridge |
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View from Charles Bridge |
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View from a cute bridge somewhere in Prague |
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Cara and me grabbing a mid-day beer |
The Charles
bridge is a looong bridge connecting the two sides of the city (go figure) and
on it there are some pretty good musicians, jewelry stands, art stands, and
more. I could have spent hours on it, shopping and taking pictures of the
views. As a matter of fact, over the course of 3 days I think I did! Across the
river we searched and searched for the so called “lennon wall” which is a huge
brick wall that is covered in graffiti about John Lennon and the Beatles.
Supposedly it looks different everyday because people come at night and draw
different things on it, and even people who visit write with marker or just
spray paint anything they want on it. I don’t know how or why it began, but
it's turned into something pretty famous. But its more hidden than we thought
and it took 3 hours of walking around, finally grabbing a beer in defeat, and
then looking around even more to eventually find it. I definitely think I got
my fill of pictures for the day.
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View of the entire wall |
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"I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one" |
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"All you need it Love" |
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me and cara |
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me! |
By this
point its about 5pm and its time for me to meet up with Cara Levinson! (my
friend from Wisconsin who is studying abroad in Prague, also my host for the
weekend). So I meet up with cara (yes, it did get confusing with two caras), go
to her apartment, and eventually make it to a rather late dinner to a cute
neighborhood restaurant. The next day I woke up and while Cara Levinson was in
class, I met up with Cara Ladd for a walking tour of the city. This time our
tour guide was actually from … WISCONSIN! And he had just moved to Prague a few
years before. We didn’t walk around as much of the city as I thought we could
have, and it was a shorter tour than the usual city tour, but still worth it.
We walked through the entire jewish quarter where I got to see about 5
different synagogues (from the outside) and learn more about the Jewish ghetto
from WWII. They chose that specific location for the ghetto because since it
was right next to the water, the area tended to flood a lot, and so the
neighborhood was constantly flooded and no one else wanted to live there. After
the war most of it was destroyed, and today it’s rebuilt to be a little nicer
than it was, but a few of the synagogues still stand. What’s really sad, is
that the reason some of these synagogues were not destroyed during the war was
because the Nazi’s wanted to keep a “souvenir” or a “museum” of the
"extinct race". That’s what the tour guide told us at least. And
khjdfkasifgdalx it makes me sick. But anyway, we also passed a theater that is
super famous because it is the oldest theater, which is still acting as a
theater today, that Mozart played out during his life. Pretty cool. We also got
to see the only watch tower thats still standing today from the original city
walls hundreds of years ago. And that afternoon we did even more sightseeing:
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- we
went back to the Lennon wall (yes, again)
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- walked
up to the castle district! The castle in Prague was different from other
castles I’d seen because it wasn’t just one bit castle, it was a complex if
building all along the hill
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- took
the tram to the dancing building. This building was built to reflect Ginger
Rogers and Fred Astair because the curve in the glass building is supposed to
be the curve of Ginger’s skirt as she twirls
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- got
a traditional czech dinner: roast ham, czech dumplings, and sauerkraut. Yeah,
it actually doesn’t sound good at all. But you know me, I pretty much like
everything, so it wasn’t bad.
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The oldest synagogue in Prague (that's still being used as a synagogue today) |
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Me and the view from the castle district |
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The dancing building (see how it resembles the shape of Ginger's skirt??) |
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My Czech dinner |
The last day in Prague I was basically on my
own during the day. Cara Ladd had gone back to Seville and Cara Levinson had
class all day, so I went out and ventured into the city on my own. I went back
to the Jewish quarter and this time I went into the synagogues and Jewish
museums. The Spanish synagogue was by far the most beautiful synagogue I’ve
seen thus far. I stayed for a while just admiring the design and architecture.
In this synagogue is also where the silver menorah stands that Obama actually used
in the Whitehouse in 2009 to light the Channukah candles. I also got to go into
the Jewish cemetery, which is so small that they had to dig people down,
instead of over. So there are up to 120,000 people buried and they are all on
top of one another, with some areas up to 12 people deep. It was heart
wrenching to walk through this, and see the chaos in the placement of the
tombstones.
The rest of the day I just walked around the
city and next to the river and for the first time … a bird pooped on me!!
It got all over my hair, my shirt, and my purse ... grosssss. So I had to go
into this really fancy hotel which I was very underdressed for, and eventually
found a bathroom to clean up. Gross, but I got over it, and continued to walk
around for the rest of the day. That night I met a bunch of people on Cara’s
program and we went out to some Prague nightclubs. It was a lot of fun! But I
gotta say, after going out in other cities I appreciate Barcelona’s night life
a lot more now. Cause these clubs in Prague, though I loved them, couldn’t
compare to ones in Barcelona.
The next day I had only half a day to walk
around and see last minute things in Prague that I wanted to see, while all the
while lugging my stupid suitcase around with me. But I finally got to the bus
station where I waiting for my bus to Budapest to arrive!
I have to say that I was sad to leave Prague.
3.5 days was enough time there to see everything I wanted to see, and really
get a good feel for the city. But even still, I wanted to stay longer, and I
left thinking, “it would have been cool to study here, this place is amazing”
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