Tuesday morning started with our first real European breakfast at Hotel Anna – a meat ‘n cheese tray, hard-boiled eggs, some cereal, yogurt, and fruit – and many warm beverages. No, not coffee or something that is supposed to be warm – I’m talking about the milk, the OJ, and the Diet Pepsi that they were thoughtful enough to supply. This would be a harbinger for the rest of the trip – it would be nearly impossible to get a cold beverage that wasn’t beer. It was delicious and filling anyway – and we were off for a day of touring.
It promised to be a blazing hot day – it was already bright sun and really warm at 9 AM. By day 2, I was already second-guessing my choice of packing. Our trip down to the castle on the tram made us realize how lucky we were the day before – we were stopped by the ticket police – who spoke no English but seemed to want to let us know that he knew there were “50 states!” in the US. I think that’s all he could say. Another quick metro observations – the Czechs love their dogs. They love ‘em so much they come into restaurants and they bring them right on the metro. Strange.
We popped out at the base of castle hill and had to make a steep climb up to the castle in the hot mid-morning sun. By the top, I was already a sweaty mess and was looking for a cool drink. I must have been over-dehydrated from the day before because it took me a few minutes to recover. A short rest in the shade while the ladies bought tickets for the castle fixed me right up.
By this time, the castle is jammed with tour groups. Apparently it always is. We started by entering the St. Vitus Cathedral – the National Cathedral for the Czech Republic. Curiously, it took several hundred years to build – and was only completed in the 20th century. This meant that the front half is medieval, the back half is modern. This extends to the stained glass, where they used contemporary artists to complete them. Altogether, it’s a very beautiful church.

The view from the top of St. Vitus
One of my cardinal rules of European travel is – if you can climb it, you should climb it. This means that the 285 steps to the top of the tower at St. Vitus were a challenge that couldn’t be ignored. When we arrived at the top, there were three things that I noticed:
- Wow, what a great view of Prague
- My seven-month pregnant wife demoralized many people by passing them on the stairs
- I’m a sweaty mess for the second time of the day
After leaving St. Vitus, Heather continued to impress us with her resourcefulness by skipping the 20-woman line for the WC and walking straight into the mens – because there was no line.
One of the high points of the trip was the visit to the Old Palace. This is where the infamous “Defenestration of Prague” took place that started the Thirty Years War. In this most famous of defenestrations, the Bohemian nobility launched a couple of Imperial governors out of the window and into a ditch. (They survived, FYI). Yep, the Bohemians are crazy about throwing people out of windows.

The site of the Defenestration of Prague
After a little more touring, we left the castle and walked down to the Little Quarter for some sorbet. You’ll notice a trend over the next few days – multiple ice cream/sorbet breaks each day. On the way there, we passed the goofiest statues outside the Kafka museum – two guys urinating into a pool – aiming the stream up and down. Is it art?
Probably the most photographed site in Prague is the Charles Bridge. It’s jam-packed with tourists and vendors, but is still a must-see. We made our way from the Little Quarter to the Old Town Square by crossing the bridge – stopping frequently to take pictures and to even purchase one from a vendor.
We had lunch at an Italian restaurant called “Bellini”. After three days of Czech food, we all needed a break. I enjoyed the “Four Seasons” Pizza (and another cold Pilsner) while the ladies had pasta and salad. It turned into a relaxing 2 hour lunch break as we were out of the sun and on a relaxing side street. The sun was really brilliant that day – getting out of it was very nice. For example, we saw a tourist burned to a vibrant magenta at the next table while we were eating. Ouch.
After lunch, we made our way to the Old Town Square in Prague. The square is usually packed with people – today it was especially full because of the World Cup. They had a very large LCD screen assembled in the square showing the game between Korea and somebody else. I know this because the square was packed with Koreans that were obviously enjoying the outcome of the game. While we walked by, Korea scored and the crowd went absolutely nuts. The most remarkable point of this wasn’t that we were watching Koreans celebrate in Prague – it was that somebody actually scored in the game of soccer. Can you tell I’m not a fan?

Korean soccer fans cheering at the first score in an hour
One of the centerpoints of the square is the Astronomical Clock – a large complex movement that tracks the sun, the zodiac, the time, and the saint of the day. Really. To fit 365 saints around the dial, they had to pack them in a 12-point Gothic font, completely unviewable unless you were a foot from the clock. I think June 13th was for St. Joiaseudadfs day. At least I think that’s what it said.
On the return to our hotel, we passed through a large street market looking for trinkets. We were approached by a lady that was amazed we were from America and claimed she had friends in Oklahoma City. Heather, in a rare pregnant moment, responded with “Oh yes! California! That’s a state on the west coast!”. I responded with.. “Um.. try Oklahoma maybe?” We quickly realized she was a beggar when she asked for “A coin from our country for her collection”. Funny – I heard the same crap in India.
One interesting observation made in Prague – and all of Europe for that matter – was the respect given to mothers-to-be. Every time we got on public transportation, somebody would get up and give up their seat for Heather. It even got to the point where one old lady tried to get Heather’s attention by poking her in the butt to give up her seat so that Heather could sit. If only they knew Heather had already walked 10 miles that day without breaking a sweat! Heather also got a laugh out of the signs that read “Prago parking” on the road – but they didn’t appear to be special spots for expectant mothers.
That evening, we went back down to the Old Town Square to the Ungelt Jazz and Blues club to see a band called “Chicken Soup”. It was a really neat club – the stage was in a medieval vault underground and nobody in the room was more than 20 feet from the stage. They played a great mix of funky jazz and they all had some pretty good chops. We stayed ’til close and pretty much got thrown out by the tired staff that wanted to leave.
I had planned to get up early to photograph the Charles Bridge the next day, but being that it was about 1 AM – I wasn’t optimistic. Since it was already late, I decided to wander back to the bridge and shoot some night shots. I’m very glad that I did – they were some of the best shots of the trip!

The Charles Bridge in Prague at night
Once we were done, we realized the Metro was shut down for the night and we would have to either hail a taxi or hike it. When we looked at a map, we figured out that we were only a couple of miles from home so we could just walk. Of course, we didn’t realize it was uphill the entire way. We ultimately found our street for the hotel by accident and collapsed into bed exhausted at about 2:30 AM.
Check out all the photos at: Behind the Iron Curtain 2006