My cheeks are flushed from the cool Prague air and the taste of eggnog ice cream still lingers on my tongue as we walk ‘home’ from Kobylisy metro. My body is tired after walking the cobbled, crowed streets for two days. My head is full and relaxed and my senses are awake. I’ve finally settled into travelling mode; carefree attitude is active, street savvy is switched on (most of the time) and I’m on standby to indulge impulses as the come to me (such as eat ice cream three times in a day).
After a night of good wine, amazing Czech food(rabbit stew, pork stuffed with blue cheese and pork hock with mustard and pickles), jazz and dance clubs (complete will all the hits from the early 90’s), Andrew, Nina and I ventured back into the city for an early morning free walking tour. Although bordering on comedic at times (‘follow the yellow umbrella kids as I dumb down 1500 years of history’), the local knowledge added so much meaning to the beautiful old monuments of Prague. I was again amazed at how turbulent the history has been and that so many governmental systems, religions, policies and people can merge to create a seemingly together community.