17 September 2006

Praga = Prague = Praha



I was lucky enough to be sent to Prague for business last week. The business was great and so was Prague. The #1 question of the month, though, is why haven't we gone there before? The city is gorgeous, the food is good, and the prices are generously more affordable than Milan.

It's a one hour-ish flight from Milan, most of the airtime spent over mountains of one sort or another. Alitalia is kind enough to serve ice cream cones during the flight and also feature Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue cover models in first class. Your husband may recognize such models while standing close to them on the tarmac bus, then may go so far as to confirm his assumptions by gawking at their boarding pass. But then, in a sad showcase of jitters, he may refrain from hounding her for a photo -- leaving both your husband and his fantasy football league with a lingering sadness.



Prague, on the other hand, will only make you happy. It is incredibly aesthetically appealing and for a former Communist state there were surprisingly few blocky monstrosities - one of which was our hotel, but I digress. On the whole the city is light and airy with a consistent prickling of spires rising into the sky. These are best seen, and most appreciated, from at least nine floors up. One of our lunches was in the hotel restaurant on the ninth floor and the windows looked onto a garden of spires, sprinkled consistently into the distance.



Many of the buildings are Art Nouveau with the details and artistry that in the US is seen mostly on greeting cards and college dorm posters. And to be truthful the most interesting parts of the city are seen by looking up. The cornices and windows, signs and statues are all found far above street level. Prague is also known for its beer, but I would recommend finishing your "looking up" tour before embarking on your "beers of Prague" tour. Vice versa might make for some navigational and gravitational issues.



As Milan drinks wine, Prague drinks beer. It's easy to understand and easy to participate. The glasses are large, the beer is fresh and crisp, and there is none of that lingering murkiness of lesser beers. When you drink beer in its hometown, you're drinking something altogether different. I'm regularly not a beer drinker but in Prague I happily complied. That's how good the beer is.

And it's strange to say it but there is also good Thai food. Why eat Thai food in the Czech Republic? Isn't that a wasted chance to eat Czech food? What you don't know, my friend, is that Milan is sorely lacking in Thai food. Either that, or it's hidden far far away where we can't find it. So please refrain from judging us; just know that a spring roll and Lad Nar can be had in the Czech Republic should it be desired. And it was desired.



There are a lot of sights to see: an astrologically themed clock that people gather to see ring on the hour, towers to climb, the Jewish quarter with its synagogues and cemetery, museums and monuments, statues and bridges, shockingly large spiders that come out after dark ... Prague is rife with things to see and do. This time around we were with a large group of what we now call "old" friends and so reveled in the chance to hang out & catch up and so didn't see as many of the highlights as we might have liked. But what we did manage to see has convinced us to return.

4 comments:

Ebony and Ivory said...

Hello,

I just came across your blog and I have to say that I love it! It's like I am travelling vicariously through you. I hope you don't mind if I continue to check in and read your blog. Keep up the good work, you are a great writer!
<3 Liz

Texas Espresso said...
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Texas Espresso said...

I got to visit Prague shortly after they became a Republic. Im happy to see its as pretty now as it was then. Thanks for the pics!

Stacy

Erick said...

One of the deepest joys in life is to discover a great new city, and Prague is one for me. My first day there seemed as rich as a week's vacation, staying at one of the most hotels in Prague and having dinner past midnight and walking through rainy streets crowded with young people, hearing Irish and British and French and German and American voices as well as Czech. This place has a New York-like energy, probably more so than Chicago or London, but the energy takes place within a labyrinth of centuries-old narrow Gothic streets, with more shops on them than I've ever seen anywhere. There's a perfumerie on every block, it seems, and the density of cafes, Czech beer pubs, restaurants, and sweet shops -- all of them overlapping in function -- far exceeds that.