Prague, September 2015

My main impression of Prague, when I think back in a vague way, is pretty ambivalent. Looking at the photos, I can't exactly see why: it's certainly a city with more than its share of extraordinary architecture and history. I can think of two explanations for my lukewarm reminiscence, both of which are completely ridiculous. One is that I was fatigued of beautiful European capitals. The other is that the food wasn't very good.


This was the menu pretty much everywhere. 'Dumplings' are extremely stodgy balls of bread. Nothing has much flavour.

Believe whichever you prefer, and mock me accordingly.








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