Prague

There is not much that can be said about Prague, if you haven't visited it. Every street, no matter how small, is a pleasure to the eyes. In the staré město, the old medieval and then renaissance district, each building is a work of art (although the post-revolution restoration make them all look like they've been recently rebuilt), making Prague a real jewel of a city. It is the sixth or seventh time I come here, and yet I haven't got tired of roaming the streets.

Something tells me it won't be the last time.

Unlike Ostrava and Kutná Hora, the first two days here I stayed with Marta, a Polish CouchSurfer who moved here to work. She has a small but pretty house very close to Letna Park. Marta is very funny, plays guitar, sings and cooks. She also have excellent taste in music, and we spent some time listening to our playlists. In the evening we went to the park, we went with two friends of her and (also Polish) and where I planned to meet with Natalia, my former Yerevan host, also Polish, who now lives here. I was surrounded! At least her boyfriend was Iranian!

View from Letna park at sunset

The second day, I walked the city and went at the Monastery of Saint Agnes, which sported weird sculptures in the garden, and at the Speculum Alchemiae, the museum of alchemy, of which I'll write a separate entry. In the evening we went to a cool bar called Cross Club, with an incredible industrial feel. Spanning several floors, there was a Japanese band playing, but we only saw the last bits.

Weird stuff in Saint Agnes's monastery garden.