Today is our last day in Prague, just when we were starting to really get to know our neighborhood. One of our Lollygaggers had to leave this morning, so we all got up early and had a nice goodbye breakfast together, despite the fact that some were up until 3:00 a.m. sampling some of the newly discovered local bars and wild night life.
Thea, an aspiring hand model, shows the love locks.
After taking Freq to the airport, we went back to the city to gather up the gang for our last day of exploring. All had gone back to bed with the exception of Thea and so the waiting began for the sleeping beauties to arise. Somewhere around noonish, Â we headed out the door to find the Mucha Museum on the main square.
We noticed that the crowds were much thinner than the past few days. But the streets, shops and pubs were pretty packed nonetheless. Had we not seen the weekend crowd level, we would have thought the streets were filled to the max.
We wandered over to the other side (the castle side) of the Charles Bridge to locate the Kafka Museum.
Walking around the bridge neighborhood, we encountered one of the instances of “love locks” found in big international cities — padlocks that people attach to fences, light posts, or to the other locks, as a symbol of their love.
At the museum, we discovered there was a connection between our apartment building and Kafka: he frequented the Savoy Café in our building (now operating as a Bake Shop).  (Our apartment is in the top on the corner under the dome.) We all agreed that the fountain called Piss was in the perfect location, in front of the Kafka museum, as it added a bit of surreal humor upon entering or exiting. After taking in the Kafka museum, we all became suitably depressed and in need of beer and food. We also agreed that it might have been better to start at Kafka and end on a lighter note at Mucha.
We picked up Rask and off we went to our last dinner in Prague, also near our place and also another yummy meal. We followed that up with a beer at the Irish pub just off the square. Here’s a photo from inside our apartment, looking up to the base of the dome.
