It is hard to write something short and concise about this trip. I have been still digesting my experience. And I still cannot put up with reality back at home. Prague is a country town compared to this delirious city. It is not only high and narrow houses with plants flowing down from balconies and busy city streets, scents of yummy food on every corner and always something nice to look at in shops and on the streets. Sense of fashion and sense of color and good taste. I have read somewhere that people living by the sea (compared to those without the sea, us) are confronted with something bigger then they are every day, horizon, the sea, something that exceeds them, and it influences their character. I was not there long enough to learn about people. I don't speak the language and I only guess what it is like to live there. I can only say that the life there must be more colorful.
Prague is my older lady, lazily rolling between quiet ponds.