Two weeks ago, I read Candice is visiting Europe. And since she's one of my favorite travel bloggers ever, I sort of withdrew the remainder of my savings and hitchhiked to Prague. Hi, I'm crazy!
Unfortunately schedules only allowed for one night of dinner & drinks (shout out to all the awesome bloggers & youtubers I had the pleasure to meet!) but it was still totally worth it.
You want to know what I spent the rest of my time doing?
NOTHING. And it was amazing.
After 4 weeks of hardcore adventure crazy cool badass backpacking in Ghana and ALL THE STORIES TO TELL, I realized there was also a different way I like traveling. Slow. And really relaxed. Like, to the point where people will probably judge me for it. My typical day looked something like this:
* Wake up around 10:30 or whenever, because I didn't care.
* Eat breakfast.
* Wander into town. Randomly explore neighborhoods that look touristically relevant on the map. Marvel at architecure that is TOO PRETTY FOR MY HEAD TO BEAR.
* Have coffee and cake in a cafe. Regain motivation to walk around. Decide that Prague is way too romantic for single people.
* Go back to hostel around 4.
* Nap. Have roommates return and think I never left the hostel.
* Wander around more around 6. Consider feeling bad for sleeping so much and doing so little but decide against it.
* Make dinner. Read. Daydream about awesome stuff. Fall asleep and nightdream about crazy stuff.
Repeat.
This I did that were outside of this schedule:
* Contemporary art exhibition. It featured a video exhibition that had explicit scenes containing carrots and mousse au chocolat. I am fucking traumatized.
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| A much less shocking art installation at the Contemporary Art museum. |
* Run. Because I'm now at this point where "Meh, I have to go run" has become "WTF there is no way I'm not running today." Really, really contemplate the point of anything ever when you drag yourself up and down those hills because holy crap, there's not a single flat surface in all of Prague.
* Go out on the last night. Meet the wonderful Rebecca from Singapore and be randomly hit on by a Northern Irish bodybuilder whose accent you can't even begin to understand. Go to a lounge with Rebecca where the bartender mixes you a signature cocktail of his own creation because you want a special Gin drink. Best cocktail I ever had. Buy wasabi chips and pear cider and have a room party with Rebecca. Go back to Berlin the next day.
Tadaaah! I found out a lot about what I like on this trip. It was fantastic. It was relaxing and inspiring and something I did JUST FOR MYSELF. <3 <3 <3
I didn't check out a single monument. I still have no idea about Czech history and I haven't done one activity that had to do with Franz Kafka. Instead, I enjoyed the atmosphere of narrow streets in the Old Town, danced through the rain on my first evening there, and let my soul unwind a little.
And you know what?
Sounds so damn great! You describe exactly what I felt after my last trip to Prague in February. To expierience the city, you need to let your soul decide where it wants to go and what it wants to do. I remember walking over the Charles Bridge to the other side of the city following the most delicious scent I ever had in my nose. When I arrived there, I found myself standing in front of a little old lady, who was preparing some crispy vanilla sugar rolls over a open fireplace. After I went to the Kafka Museum, which was such a disappointment. I realized, that you only need to read "Die Verwandlung" and you'll know much more about Kafka's life and his issues with his father and himself, than going to this place.
ReplyDeletePuno pozdrava iz Lucerna :)
Ina
Hvala ti puno! :D
DeleteExactly - I think if schedules allow, it's a great idea just to follow your instincts. I don't feel like I missed out on anything :)
- wait, did you say cripsy vanilla sugar rolls? Guess I did miss out, hihihi.
I definitely good a bit of an idea what inspired Kafka about the city. That's probably worth more than random items in display cases...
grlim!