On our first full day in Prague we began with a nice breakfast in our little nail house hotel. (A “nail house” is a Chinese-derived term; it is also known as a “spite house” – but in this case it simply refers to a building that is small in width. The Clementin was split off from the building next to it and has operated as an independent entity for many years.) It was not a large spread but certainly tasty and a good start to the day. We set out to the Old Town Square to see the main attraction, the Astronomical Clock. The clock is an amazing sight, beautiful and complex, and attracts numerous people when it chimes the hour. It is a “must see” visit when you travel to Prague.
We wandered around the square taking pictures of all the beautiful architecture. Claude observed that there’s so much to see and so many new things that creep into every photograph that you really can’t photograph Prague. It’s like trying to take a picture of the Grand Canyon – it cannot be done. So instead of meandering through the city rudderless we made for one of the destinations we had chosen to note on our map: the Mucha Museum. Alphonse Mucha was an Art Nouveau artist whose unique images became widely known through the posters he created for the great stage actress, Sarah Bernhardt. Erin, being an artist at heart, Claude & I all paid the admission fee to see this lovely little museum and learn more about this wonderful artist. Unfortunately but understandably we were not allowed to take any photos of the exhibition. But we did get to pick up some great prints of his beautiful images at the gift shop.
After our visit it was time to seek out a pastry shop/restaurant on our map. Finding addresses in Prague is a bit problematic, so we just ended up wandering down the street with the right name and eventually stumbled upon the place we were seeking. They had a dessert bar upstairs with a display of pastries that were so lovely and mouth-wateringly delicious! We each chose something different and settled in to relax and enjoy the food and ambiance. We also got a hearty belly laugh when ‘Numa Numa’ came on the radio!
Satisfied with our pastry find we once again set out for another destination noted on our map in the old Jewish section of the city. I had found the “Old New Synagogue” in my myriad searches on the internet and was intrigued by the name. Turns out it was called the New Synagogue after it replaced the Old Synagogue but until newer ones were built, thus being dubbed the Old New Synagogue. It is said that the body of Golem is housed in this synagogue; Claude got a picture of his door located high up on the back of the building. There was a fee to enter the synagogue so we chose not to go inside. We did, however, enjoy looking at all the architecture in the area. At this point we were feeling peckish; we found a bicycle-themed restaurant and stopped in for some lunch. The weather was hot so after the meal we made our way back to the hotel to rest and cool off before setting out again.
Once we had rested we walked across the Charles Bridge and took in all the sights from this amazing, ancient structure. It is lined with ecclesiastical statues and carvings depicting saints and kings. Noted is the place at which St. John of Nepomuk was tossed over the bridge at the order of King Wenceslaus. The bridge is occupied by tourists and peddlers and buskers. Once we reached the opposite side we were sort of lost for ideas of something to do. I was overheated and wanted to eat a nice, quiet meal some place cool. As we had walked across the bridge I had noticed a restaurant on the edge of the river that looked really nice. Erin thought she could find it so off we went in search of this elusive place.
It was enjoyable meandering through the small streets of this part of Prague, noting the unusual shops and tiny, out-of-the-way hostels. At last we found the entrance to what we thought was the restaurant I had spotted. There were a lot of stairs and I was pretty tired after all the walking we had been doing so I sent Erin down into the place to investigate. She came back and said they had tables and were ready to seat us outdoors. Only once we had gotten down into the restaurant did I realize that we had missed the correct street and were now on the canal instead of the river. I was entirely too tired to leave and try to find that other restaurant, so we just sat down. The view was still quite nice and it was certainly cooler than on the street. Claude managed to amuse the waiter by ordering something off the menu that he thought was totally different from anything any other American would order but which turned out to be a brand of water! From that moment on our service was wonderful. He was a sweet young man and very friendly. The meal was nothing spectacular but it was adequate. We chose not to order dessert but to wait until we got back to the Old Town side of the bridge.
Dinner finished, we walked out toward the Kafka Museum (too late to visit) and over to the tram station by a large park. We trammed back to Old Town Square and found some dessert at a little Italian place. The waiter was nice but the selection was small. We enjoyed some friendly conversation with the young men at the next table, then headed back to the hotel for some well deserved sleep.
— Cindy