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Leaving Prague

Leaving Lasting Impressions as we Leave Prague

Every city makes a distinct impression. It probably depends on the time of year, where you stay, who you meet, and the sights you see. It is usually during a fleeting three or five or seven day stop. It is usually made of whirlwind days and late nights, pre-set tours or researched dining spots. 

This was not our Prague - Instead,  we had to time to soak up the small sights and observe people, both tourists and locals, so in no particular order......

There are so many pregnant girls and every one carries like she is having a boy with nothing but a big basketball belly. 

Czech women range from tall to really tall.

You never wait to be seated at a restaurant, you just sit at any empty table ( how refreshing! ).

You have to PAY for TAP water at the restaurant.....no, really. Like 30 CZK for a glass bottle of tap water, with maybe a lemon slice....much more for San Pellagrenio, etc.
Czechs help create, and inspired, cubism, modernism and art nouveau and all the credit goes to the French.

Czechs still do great design, from clothes to furniture and I am not sure who is getting the credit.

Most Czechs still carry plain cell phones not smart phones.

Czechs buy a lot of flowers, but they always carry them upside down, walking, sitting or on the bus.

Czech women have big boobs and long thin legs.
 Miss Czech Republic


There are almost no black people in Prague, save for a few African immigrants selling tourists souvenirs on the street.

Bus stops and tram stops and metro stops are far apart, usually about eight blocks, wouldn't they be amazed to see our lazy country where the bus stops at every corner? Hey maybe we can solve obesity and make the busses run on time at home if we adopt their system?

The Spanish tourists visit Prague- we never heard ONE bit of Spanish walking through Paris.
There are a lot of Italians and Vietnamese living in Prague, so much so that there is an entire Vietnamese 'town' Sapa AND Pizza Hut opened and closed since they could not compete with all the real pizza made by the Italians.

They seem to love things American but sometimes get it wrong like tee shirts that say Baltimore, North Dakota or restaurants named Santa Fe with California cuisine and lots of pictures of L.A.



Girls wear really short skirts.

The restaurants are cheap and the clothes expensive.

Outdoor cafe seating is on a deck built over the grassy part of the sidewalk, sometimes with tenting, sometimes with umbrellas. Once in a while outdoor seating is a simple as two folding chairs with a box in between covered by a cloth for sipping wine outside the Enoteca.


You can have a traditional lunch, anyday in town, and it MUST start with soup no matter the temperature, it will be three courses and cost less than $7.00.

In every public restroom, there is a toilet brush-I still haven't figured out or asked....am I supposed to clean the public toilet after I use it? Even when I have to pay to use the toilet?


They voted Communism out but the Russian tourists come in droves.

The Czechs seem to be completely immune to the heat - It's been really hot, and there are almost no electric fans, no ceiling fans, and virtually no A/C...and the A/C there is, runs at about 78 degrees.....they are stronger than us.


After learning Czech (really hard language and grammer with 42 letters in the alphabet) as a baby, it must be easy to learn other languages, in the Center it seems every tourism employee speaks four or five languages.

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