A love letter to Prague

Dear Prague,

When did this even happen? When did I fall so deeply in love with you? Right before I met you I was still dreaming of Salzburg, how I needed to go back to that wonderful city. How I shouldn’t have been the Cinderella I was. But I guess, everything happens for a reason. I met you, Prague.

They ask me “What was it that took your heart away?” Though I don’t have one answer to that question. They press me to tell one highlight about you. And it is just impossible! But, I still like it. You know why? It takes me back. To you and your memories, Prague.

Remember the night, at the 200-year-old pub? I was learning about your favourite drink -Beer. The energy on the table was low, to begin with. But soon after we finished our first pint of pilsner it all changed. I still think it wasn’t the pilsner, but it was your magic. The magic that bought 12 strangers together, who left as friends.

You weren’t just a sweet talker but incredibly attractive too! Remember that morning? You promised that I was in for a surprise, asked me to get up at 6:00 AM. You know I am not a morning person, things you made me do! And I don’t regret that morning one bit. As we walked the cobbled path, I was a bit sleepy till I saw the Charles bridge in all its glory with no other human around. Swans flying, birds chirping, and that first rays of the sun glistening over river Vltava.

The streets we walked, they were so full of life and energy. You presented me with street artists making art, music and comedy. The kinds I had never seen before and are not half as fun to watch on an idiot box. We met musicians and you whispered our song as they hummed foreign tunes. You held my hand, pulled me close on the Charles bridge and just like that one of the artists captured that beautiful moment. That was my most favourite photo of us.

We walked for hours talking about your architectural marvels, Mozart, your complicated past and philosophies of life. I told you how much I loved the brown roofs, and you showed me your secret spot to take that perfect picture. We ended that day with yet another gelato and the most delicious food.

Prague, time spent with you was unparalleled. 2 weeks and 6997 miles away, I wonder when I will see you next. If I visit your next winter will you show me all the Christmas markets, as you promised? As the famous Czech saying goes, patience brings roses.

Miluju tě, brzy se uvidíme.

Yours,
K.