I'm not sure what the history is with St. George here, but he is all over the castle -- carved above doors, painted on walls, and here with this fountain...
This intricately decorated building in the background was used as some sort of gymnasium for the castle -- according to the guide we overheard, the royals used to play something like tennis here.
And finally, my favorite part of the castle complex: St. Vitus Cathedral (as seen frou the royal gardens, approaching the castle grounds).
Once again, more arches that I love! This cathedral was so huge, it felt impossible to get a picture that captured its character -- inside or out. It felt so spacious and silent, dispite the crowds of tourists. The amount of small and intricate details that were all over this huge structure astounded me with every turn. It's really unbelieveable.
Still inside the castle complex, below you see the Golden Alley. The blue No. 22 that you see on the left was home to Kafka for a while. Now it is a store that sells his books and souveniers with his figure on them. All of these little houses, built into the castle wall, are shops now -- and you can climb up some little steps to look out the castle wall through the archery defense slits. I'm sure there's better technical language to describe this, but being a simple commoner, all this castle stuff was new to me.
Keeping on track with our Kafka tourism, here's Jacob posing with a statue tribute to the writer. Maybe one of you readers can tell me why they used this image for him -- is it from one of his stories?
Below is a beautiful large fountain. We sat here when our feet were too tired to do much more walking, and the sun made it too hot anyway. I kept thinking that it was these small details -- like this fountain and the paintings above -- that made Prague so remarkable as one of the only major European capitals that we untouched by World War... All of the places that were heavily bombed seem to be reconstructing the major sites, but the small details like these slip between the cracks with lack of budget and time.
Below, let me bring your attention to the figures in the foreground. Yes, that is a man, wearing a kilt, with a beer in hand, playing soccer (forgive me, football) in the main square. Somehow, we managed to visit Prague at the same time as some huge Scottish event... By the time we were leaving, there were droves of these cheery Scots, wandering around in kilts, singing, and causing various drunken disturbances.
I'll leave you with a couple of film clips -- the first one is a little bit of evening jazz on the Charles bridge. The second one is a spectacular rendition of "Doe, a Deer..." complete with bagpipes and all. Enjoy.
5 comments:
You guys certainly look happy. Puzzled at the statue of Kafka. The image as I see it doesn't ring any bells. I have a terrible memory for his writings but I can't really read the image here as anything in particular. Is that a keyhole he's sitting on? I wonder what it looks like from other angles. What a beautiful cathedral space.
Ben
Hey Daddy,
The Kafka statue is hard to see in the picture -- but the smaller figure is sitting on the shoulders of a larger man (invisible? not a man at all?)... So it's not a keyhole, but a man's suit, standing on its own without a body filling it.
This ring any bells?
xo
Seems like the larger man is hollow, like from Eliot? I'll bet there's an explanation somewhere of it from Kafka's work. I'm too caught up in Bleak House at the moment. Wow.
Did you take the videos with your little camera? Or a cell phone or what. Fun, the glimpse into your sightseeing.
Pops
Yes, yes, but did you have ICE CREAM and POTATO PANCAKES???
(Seriously, I'm not pregnant at all....)
I miss that city so very much. And not just the potato pancakes.
i loved prague, i have a picture of me dancing (in jeans and a t-shirt) in the big ballroom. so fun. did you wander down the side with all those little gardens?
xo laura (cousin of the bride)
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