(The following sentence isn’t true, but it felt like it for a while until we figured things out.) Nobody likes us, here in Prague. Walking down the street, we’re invisible. Have we reached that age where we become invisible? Are our clothes weird? What the hell? It’s not just on…
Wannabe city planners and real estate developers of every community on the planet should be “forced” to spend some time in Prague before they’re allowed to embark on their career. After a period of study, paid for by their parents or other crowd-funding group, they must return to a disadvantaged…
Okay, I’ve never been to Rome, Florence, or Paris, so I could be wrong but Prague wins the award for World’s Best City of Art. It’s everywhere . . . paintings on houses, apartment buildings, and business signs. Sculptures in every direction, from classical to modern to what-the-hell-is-that! If there is a…
We spent a couple of hours checking out events calendars online and found a few clubs that seemed to be in our vein. We went back and forth from their schedules to YouTube and we watched videos on each band. We decided the next show to see was a UK…
Jet lag snuck up and got us after all. On day two we went to the Spanish Synagogue in the Jewish Quarter of Old Town Prague for a classical concert. There were five strings and a trumpet player from the Czech National Symphony Orchestra, and an opera singer in a…
How do they do it? How do the people and businesses of Prague manage to keep the prices of everything so low? Is it because they live in some fairy-tale land of make-belief and they haven’t noticed that it’s not possible to make a living when charging so little for…
