A Married Couple’s Weekend in Prague
Prague offers so many attractions for a recently married couple like J and I it’s hard to choose. Should we walk hand in hand through alley of psychotic marionettes to an absinthe discotheque in a crypt? Spend a serious afternoon in the Museum of Ham? Perhaps take a stroll through a sweet smelling orchard of rotting fruit and bees? Or maybe we could just take it easy and sit in the rain by the river and watch hoboes eat ducks?
Sadly, we did none of this. The weather vacillated between muggy heat and cold drizzle, and we timed our walks to be out for the worst of it.
Charles Bridge at night seen from our table at Kampa Park.
The tinkler.
White peacock and a trio of chicks.
Retractible weiner.
Wall.
Hanavsky Pavilion in Letenske Sady.
Old bar.
Looking south from above the Vltava.
The drug dealing nexus.
The Pooper.
Descent into bee alley.
Decorate doorway.
This wall gets the attention of all the lady walls.
Cover.
Security door.
The gate.
Old Jewish Cemetery door.
These stones sum up my earlier dating life.
Spätzle at Cafe Louvre.
Chicken, potatoes and apple sauce.
Looking at, looking at broken glass.
Log jams.
Street dirtiers.
Another one of my failed pickup lines.
Sophisticated dogs use the toilet.
Pipework.
No entry?
Toast fountain.
Gehry’s famous “Ugly House”.
Ministry of Golden Doors.
Am I in Thailand.
Inviting subway entrance.
Prague parker.
Prague yacht club founding member.
Webbed toes.
Tunnel.
A haunted ladder out of the river.
Dry dock island.
Dingy.
Filming “This Old Pension”.
J and the wall.
Stairs.
Reminder of a dead man.
The grapes of Vysehrad.
Stairs away from the citadel.
Makeshift anchor.
Gang of swans.
Burglar bar menagerie.
Construction boats.
Under the overpass.
Lane to Prague Castle.
Climbing to the top of the church tower.
View from above.
Roof.
Gothic towers.
The cock.
Our hotel.
Inside the church.
Perky boobs.
Apple man.
Pear trees.
A lane in Vojanovy Sady.
A man coughs in darkness.
Walkway.
What’s that?
Oh, a peacock. One of a dozen hanging out in the garden.
When a dove mates with a peacock, you get this strutting fellow.
Adorable!
Mushroom seasoned chicken.
Roast beef, gravy, cranberries and bread dumplings.
A final sunset from the fruit lined walkways of Petrin hill.
I was delighted that J was able to come out and visit, even though it was for a weekend. This eternal work trip is halfway through and I’m looking forward to going home to my guns, pet bald eagle, fiscal irresponsibility, dogmatic religiosity, and monogamous wife.