communism

In brief (I know, too late); I have seen the Dancing House, built on the site where a house was destroyed by a U.S. bomber in 1945. It’s controversial owing to how vastly different it is in design from the rest of Prague.

I have stood in Wenceslas Square, and felt the gravity of the space where the Patron Saint of Prague watched silently as the Soviet tanks invaded. Jan Palach and Jan Zajic were not so quiet.

We came across the Kafka monument one night while leaving a restaurant, and though we didn’t have time to go and see the Kafka Museum on this trip, I’d like to read some more of his work and then go and see it on our next visit.

On our final day the sun finally shone through, and I was able to take even more photographs of the castle, this time drenched in sunlight.

The rest of Prague also looked much nicer in daylight as opposed to the flat overcast sky we’d had the rest of the week.

I was finally able to get photos of some of the remarkable statues on the Charles Bridge that I liked.

I love watching how people interacted with the statues.

We walked up the top of Praha 7 to go to the Technical Museum, only to discover that it isn’t open on Mondays. But there were some amazing views to be had from up there.

The bridges that connect each side of the river stretch off into the distance.

It was a remarkable holiday, and one of those rare ones which changes your entire outlook of the world. There are some things which you just can’t fathom living in Australia. It is hard to imagine what it must have been like to live in a country that was occupied by the Nazis. It is hard to concept what it must have been like to live in a country that was subsequently invaded by Communism.

The Czech Republic has come so far since the Velvet Revolution, and achieved so much.

And I am grateful everyday for the life that is mine.