Prague was golden, beautiful, picturesque. It was also unbearably cold, which certainly put a damper on my sight-seeing abilities. But it's small; it's manageable; its subway system is so easy to use that it's almost child-like.
The thing about Prague that you realize soon after arriving is that it's One of Those Cities Where You Can't Find the Things You Want.
Let me explain. Since eliminating words from my vocabulary like "developed/developing" and "Third world country", I've had to find a new way to explain things. And it's all come down to questions like "Can I find the biscuits I want in your grocery stores?", "Is there a chance I might get sick if I eat in your restaurants?" and "Do you have authentic Indian food?" (Note: In India, the answer to the last question is a resounding yes, but don't be fooled -- it's still One of Those Places).
In Prague, the answers to these questions were "No", "Yes", and "Well, there's one place."
One thing you can find in abundance is coin-slot-faced babies. That's right. They're everywhere. Crawling up the TV tower, lounging in Kampa Park -- these sculptures by Czech artist David Černý were my favorite part of Prague.
nice dr strangelove titles.
ReplyDeleteman those babies are awesome... i would have taken the craziest pictures with them.
thanks for blogging about david cerny - I really like his work!
ReplyDeletethe babies are freaking me out.
ReplyDeleteI read that the proper terminology now is "Global South." But that doesn't really make any sense to me and will undoubtedly have changed in a few years' time anyway.
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