We crossed the bridge finally and entered Mala Strana, loosely adhering to Rickie Stevie's Mala Strana Walk, but mostly just walking and gawking. We didn't get to the Wallenstein Palace Garden and some other things...but might next time.
Approaching the gate to Mala Strana |
Looking toward St. Nicholas church, said to be the best Baroque church north of the Alps; we visited in 2010; possible origin of my expression "If it ain't Baroque, don't fix it" |
There are cash machines all over the city--a side-hustle for every small retailer and trinket shoppe, with reputedly exorbitant exchange rates--but few as well-adorned as this one |
We managed to find a restaurant we ate at twice in 2010, Beseda, in the former city hall; but they weren't serving cream of garlic soup that day--best I've ever had--so we demurred; maybe next week |
Pretty, yes, but how well does it work at night? |
Mala Strana burned in 1689 and was rebuilt largely by Italians (the spaghetti crop had failed); hence the arcades in this part of town |
And Italian names on the palazzos |
Prague Plague Monument...1348...The Big One; 2020-2022 plague monuments doubtlessly will involve working from home, masks, and Zoom; and BigPharma scientists developing vaccines at warp speed |
West facade of St. Nicholas |
More beautiful buildings; here, however, you make a hairpin right turn and walk further uphill to the belvedere just outside Hardcandy Castle |
And great views of the city |
Nicely placed Starbucks |
The "Dancing Building" in the distance across the river |
More sic transit, Gloria (hemp, cannabis, CBD store) |
Now the government requires house owners to keep and maintain the signs; which can be very handy if you can't think of a name for your new absinthe parlor or chimney cake cafe |
Over the "Three Fiddles" bar; seriously |
And no end to the beautiful buildings |
1 comment:
Wes would not like garlic soup!
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