We woke up early to catch the bus into the city to see the big tourist sights of the castle and cathedral before the huge crowds of people arrived. Unfortunately the night before we could not communicate “bus schedule” to the woman working the front desk. While waiting for the bus the next morning we realized it was Saturday and probably a different schedule so we ended up getting there much later than we planned.
Thankfully there were minor, or no lines for getting into all of the castle exhibits. Apparently
After the castle we waited in a long line to get into St. Vitus’s Cathedral which was well worth the wait. The outside of the Cathedral is quite daunting, built in Gothic Style being started in the 1300s but only just finished in the 20th Century. The outside also features tons of little spires on the exterior of the church which is why I am assuming one of
The inside of the church did not disappoint either with amazing stained-windows illuminating the otherwise cold and dark interior. There was also an elaborate silver memorial to John of Nepomuk who I mentioned before as well as the grave of Good King Wenceslas, a famous Czech King who is known in English through the famous Christmas Carol.
We climbed up a narrow passageway to the top of the cathedral for some good views. Unfortunately the crypt area was closed, but Maddie snapped a picture of the sign which we though was quite funny “crypt closed due to technical difficulties”
We had a good lunch of non-Czech food but we each ordered a side. Note: Czech dumplings (which I ordered) are apparently bread…while the potato pancakes are delicious, basically like latkes.
We then headed back to the bus stop as we were determined to explore the small town we were staying in, but ended up waiting over an hour and half, although there was some entertainment. While waiting at the bus stop I saw the most police ever in my life pull up—around 15 cars with vans, dogs, full riot gear, etc. Around 15 minutes later a bunch of what seemed to be protestors walked out of the metro. We didn’t really know what was going on, but one of them came up to me yelling in my face and handing me a little sticker. After I got back to
By the time we got back to the town it was unfortunately closed down except for 2 bars/restaurants and a soccer game that was going on. After walking around for ½ hour we realized that there really wasn’t anything special to be discovered about the town and there was not much more than we had already seen.
We had dinner at a bar right next to the hotel with only locals. We couldn’t read much of the menu but I recognized Mushroom soup and a Greek salad which I opted for. Maddie figured that French fries would be safe, so she ordered Pommes Frites and the woman responded with “with steak”. Maddie said sure. I ended up with two bowls of instant mushroom soup (the woman thought we both wanted one and Maddie doesn’t really like mushroom) which was essentially mushroom broth, while Maddie sat next to me eating one of the most delicious steaks ever… Fortunately she was merciful and let me have a little, before the Greek salad came which was good. After a long dinner of 2 soups, a salad, a nice steak and fries plate, and 8 beers between us the bill came… $15!!!!
We woke up and there were so few people staying in the hotel they abandoned the usual buffet. When the woman working the front desk saw us coming she walked by us into the kitchen and just brought out some tea, bread, and cheese for us. One of the good English speakers was working the previous night so with a printed bus schedule our waits were reduced drastically.
Our plan was to go to the Jewish Quarter, but we had time to wait because RS suggested going after 1pm and the tour groups left. We headed to the
We went in and stood in the back, noticing the signs of no talking, no walking around, etc. one would expect while a service is going on. We stood a few minutes gawking before more and more tourists started coming in behind us. Except these tourists couldn’t care less there was a service going on! They walked around the edges of the church. They took pictures with flash, which was extremely obvious and against the sign, and you could here there cameras snapping in the otherwise silent church. It was pretty sickening so we just left…
Next we went back to
We then headed to the Jewish Quarter, Pinka's Synagogue first. This Synagogue had thousands of names written on the white walls inside—all Jews from the
After the moving, and reflective first church we saw a few Synagogues converted to museums that were basically about Jewish culture and Jews in
Finally we ended at the Spanish Synagogue which looked amazing on the inside with intricate patterns of shapes and bright colors (unfortunately no pictures allowed).
We felt like we had done
I finished uploading the pictures and added some captions:
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