This is one of two amazing mosaics that sit above the doors of the cathedral.
Before we got on the subway, we made it to the Astronomical Clock to watch the “show.” Emmett loves this and I try to get him there to see it as often as we can… even if it means going out of our way to the Old Town Square. For those of you who don’t know, every hour the clock puts on a performance… starting with a very cool skeleton ringing the bell, then the 12 apostles march by two little doors, the rooster crows and a horn player trumpets from the top of the tower (which we can hear sometimes, if the wind is right, at our apartment). It’s silly, fun, and always attracts about a million people!
Anyways… The fortress of Vysehrad is about a 10 minute subway ride south of where we are. It sits high up on a bluff overlooking the river and the northwestern part of Prague. It is a beautiful park with a very impressive cemetery (where many famous Czechs are buried), a neo gothic church, and within the walls are tunnels which house some of the original Charles Bridge statues. Tours happen every hour and we missed our chance. Maybe we will head back before our trip is over.
Here, I asked Emmett to give me a cheesy smile. You can see the view north. If you look closely, the Prague castle is way out there.
This is the top of someone’s awesome headstone/monument. Sorry… I am not a very good tourist… I don’t know who it was. I am all about photos.
It was time for lunch and I asked Emmett what he wanted to eat. He said “Lets try this place… maybe it’s good.” It was a super posh modern Italian joint and it wasn’t cheap either. I was thinking more like hot dogs and french fries. But, it was a good decision because about 10 minutes after we sat down, a rain storm came!
We shared Tuscan Rice with Chicken. It was ok. Honestly, it kinda reminded me of Rice-O-Roni. I am not sure I would have plated it this way either. But, the waiter was super nice and we got to sit and enjoy the rain storm from under the canopy… so I can’t really complain!
Emmett trying desperately to move the well’s wheel. He was about 3 inches too short.