At the beginning of the Karluv Most (Charles Bridge), there was almost a traffic jam with all the tourists. It’s the most famous historic bridge crossing the Vltava in Prague, more or less connecting the castle hill on the west side of the river with the old town on the east side. The construction of the bridge was started in 1357.
And the bridge is very wide, too, lined with vendors selling jewelry and other knick-knacks.
Scarred by all the totally worthless photos taken by strangers of me during this trip, I decided to take the photo of me on the Karluv myself. I had bought a pair of earrings on the bridge just a minute earlier, and listened to Swedish Radio podcasts, as always. I think it turned out quite alright.
A bit further south along the east side of the river, I met this awesome building.
There was a boardwalk along the east side of the river where people sat, walked, biked and drank beer at makeshift bars. And I felt that this was part of the real Prague, where people went to enjoy themselves, the sun and the lovely city that they live in. This was one of those places that aren’t in any guidebooks, but that become small golden nuggets among your travel memories if you manage to find them.
I sat down on a bench, ate some nuts and watched the sun slowly set behind the castle hill.
Katja Malmborg 