A Heart Full of Wine

Here is a beautiful account of our Europe trip by Astha who joined us from India.

Do give it a read and check out her other posts as well cuz she writes so well!

Butterflies and Hurricanes

“Which was your favourite place in Europe?” they ask me.

“What was the best thing you did?”

“Why don’t you write a travelogue?”

And I just sigh, and smile, and stall before I can give them an answer. The truth is, no matter what I say to them, it will never do justice to what I really felt when I was there. My favourite city? I can’t choose, because each place amazed me in a different way. My best moment? My happiest memory? Writing about it?

It’s all too difficult. It’s almost as daunting as writing my college thesis paper. I can never feel ready.

It’s sad that the once-intrepid writer in me is lurking somewhere in the obscure recesses of my brain, overshadowed by my own self-criticism. It took a healthy dosage of Angus and Julia Stone to inspire my fickle head and my weary eyes to assimilate all…

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Wondrous Prague

Prague from Petrin Hill

Prague from Petrin Hill

Wondrous, magical, historical, beautiful – these are some adjectives that come to mind when I think of this erstwhile bohemian capital.

This city is ancient! Although the locals and the tourists wear modern clothes and carry gadgets and selfie sticks, you can’t help imagining how the place would have been in earlier times. Especially, when you are in Old Town Square and ahead from there on the 14th century Charles Bridge. Even now, it feels as if the character of the place is still intact – as the sun descends, people throng the spots, eat, drink and make merry. Countless street performers show-off their skills and people gather around in an indiscernible comradeship and enjoy the show.

The castle lit up in the distance, the many red, green and yellow roofs adorning the space under it, city lights and bridges in the distance, the Charles Bridge with its sculptures looking down upon the passersby and some beautiful melody playing from an artist’s violin. Such is the magic that happens in Prague almost every evening. It’s so beautiful and dramatic that I won’t be surprised if it moves one to tears.

On Charles Bridge at night, Prague

On Charles Bridge at night, Prague

Artists at Charles Bridge, Prague

Artists at Charles Bridge, Prague

The streets are cobbled, the food is good, beer is cheap (and great) and so is the Trdelnik (their traditional dessert).

When you walk around, you can’t help but notice art in every nook and cranny, in the squares and the ceilings, in the domes, towers and their clocks, the porticos and minarets. And when you walk around Prague, you cannot help but feel as if you are in a dream, or in a different time or perhaps on a movie set. It all feels surreal.

Old Town Square at night, Prague

Old Town Square at night, Prague

There’s so much to this place, but we absorbed as much as we could in the 2.5 days we were there. We had purchased the 24hr public transport card as well and it helped when we were too tired to walk. We stayed in old town itself and so walked up to and back from Old Town Square (Astronomical clock, Tyn Church etc.) and Charles Bridge all the time. Visited the Prague Castle and covered ‘Circuit B’ – Old Royal Palace, St. Vitus Cathedral, St. George’s Basilica and the Golden Lane. If you are planning to visit, best is to cover these as early as possible to avoid crowds.

On the second day, took the funicular to Petrin Hill and went to the tower top to soak in the pretty city views. The bright red roofs spread across between the castle, the bridge and the river was something I didn’t want to miss. Also walked upto the John Lennon Wall. You can make some really cool pictures here.

And a leisurely boat ride at dusk on the Vltava was therapeutic.

I hope Prague stays the same for times immemorial as it has remained all these years. I love you Praha ❤