So Prague: Day 1 was a unanimous success. As it goes, Day 2 was onwards and upwards, with yet another string of long walks, beautiful sights, and memorable eats (and drinks) filling up my day.
It started with a trip to a local farmer’s market along the Vltava River, where the stalls that lined the water were vibrant and varied; fresh fruits and vegetables stacked one next to the other, raw slabs of meat in chilled cases, pastries piled high, threatening to topple, and dried fruits and nuts stuffed into boxes until they were brimming.
We of course sampled our way through the market, tasting cheeses, chocolate yogurt, jams and jellies, almonds, and bread before continuing on our way. When I tried to buy a pear for a pre-brunch snack, the vendor refused my money. “Gratis!” he sang out. I left, grateful, with a sweet pear in one hand and a strong Americano in the other (not gratis, unfortunately).
From there we made our way to one of the city’s greatest sights: the Prague Castle. The property dates back to the ninth century, sits high enough for visitors to score stellar views of the red rooftop city, and is now home to the Czech Republic’s president. Nice digs, Milos Zeman.
Post-oohing and aahing at the castle, it was time for — what else? — brunch. We walked ourselves over to Café Savoy, an upscale eatery with the grandest of chandeliers suspended from the highest of ceilings. Fancy as it felt, our meals cost no more than eight U.S. dollars. Have I mentioned how absurdly affordable Prague proved itself? A glass of wine cost the equivalent of one (one) U.S. dollar. Enough said.
Brunch consisted of an egg white / spinach / garlic omelette and bread with apricot jam for me, and muesli, yogurt, orange juice, and more bread for my wonderful hostess for the weekend. We were pleased.
Satisfied, we made our way back across the river to Old Town, where we took a quick look at the famous, medieval astronomical clock before heading to Dalí and Warhol exhibits just across the square.
Worn out from walking and a whole lotta culture, we deemed it time for a rest before our evening out, which started with dinner at a vegetarian restaurant that was connected to a club / lounge. If that doesn’t sound strange enough, the menu included the following sections, among others: Shall We Begin?, Foreplay, Go East! Asian Fusion, Mexican Connection, Inglorious BURGERS, and Little Italy. Totally odd and totally wonderful, they sure knew how to cover all the bases. I ‘went east’ with a tofu and cashew stir fry over rice, while friends chose a mushroom burger and an African peanut stew over couscous.
After stopping off for drinks at a couple of bars, we made our way home to Vlatislavova — the name of street where I stayed that I will never (ever) be able to pronounce — for some much-needed rest before my third and final day in Prague.
Check back soon for a peak at my final moments in the stunning central European city.