Prague is a living poet.
I really didn’t know the specific places that I have seen, but there were no uninspiring spots in the city. The streets, corners, Gothic churches, old synagogues, baroque houses, lovely cafes, larger than life statues, huge and centuries old castles were somewhat like a verse, built with passion and with an imaginary image of a perfect poetry and lyrics.
I just walked around the new town after getting off from the train station. The new town doesn’t really like a new one, only that it probably not as old as the centuries old Prague across the Charles Bridge. The streets filled with structures were all a work of art. I really had to look to my left, on my right, on my back again, into all directions, because all corners were unbelievably old & very beautiful.
I thought I have seen enough, until I realized there’s an old city across the bridge. I have no words to express how unbelievably beautiful it was. Literally my jaw dropped the whole time I was wandering up and down the hill.
Then I was tired and hungry, and seeing a pancit canton, buko juice, safari in display, it’s definitely a Filipino store (the only Pinoy store in Prague). In just seconds after introducing myself in Tagalog, the salesgirl told me her funny life & love story, in Bisdak kaayo!
Enjoy the photos! But seriously, these photos are nothing compared to seeing the city in person. Prague is really really beautiful. Perhaps the most beautiful!