February 8th, 2024
I awoke to a winter wonderland in Frydlant nad Ostravici. It hadn’t snowed much, but the place sure looked magical. Luckily the train station was a short walk from the guesthouse and it wasn’t that cold out.
The four-hour train ride back to Prague was pleasant as I
once again travelled by business class.
Arriving at the Prague train station, I contacted Naomi, who had landed
a few hours earlier on a plane from Tel Aviv.
I walked about 15 minutes to arrive at the hotel that she had booked,
the Buddha Bar Hotel. It was fancy
schmancy. It was great to see Naomi
again as it had been a long time...since PC times (pre-Covid), about five years.
Our room:
The story was in chronological order, starting with medieval
times. There was an explanation of the
astronomical clock, which we had just seen in the square. There were stories of famous kings and
knights of Prague along with a small torture chamber room with a rack and some
other terrible devices.
A jousting knight...
The next section covered how World War II affected Prague followed
by the rise of Communism which stuck around until the Velvet Revolution in 1989. It detailed some of the spying and
interrogation practices during Czechoslovakia’s time behind the Iron Curtain.
This was followed by the fluorescent and tacky times of the
80s and 90s. It was funny to see and
recognize a lot of the memorabilia.
Overall, the museum wasn’t bad, and it felt like a good way
to get to know the history of Prague. It
was raining and dark as we left the building, which was right by the famous
pedestrian bridge called “Charles
Bridge”, so we had to go for a walk across and back again.
Before we had entered the museum, Naomi was talking about a
previous trip she had had to Prague where she went to a classical music concert
in a church and said it was magical.
Well within a couple of minutes, we passed by a church that was
advertising just such a concert that evening.
We bought some tickets and had a bit of time to kill before it started
so we ducked into an Irish pub for a drink.
The St. Salvator Church,
a Roman Catholic church, was built in 1581 and had some very ornate sculptures
and detailed paintings on the walls, however, I couldn’t help but remark to
Naomi that the decore seemed a bit dark and depressing.
The small orchestra was comprised of three violinists, a cellist,
and an opera singer joining in on a few of the songs. The music ranged from Bach to Mozart to
Vivaldi, with a few others thrown in.
The acoustics were fantastic in the old church and the woman’s voice sent
chills down our backs at times. The
concert lasted an hour and I’m glad that Naomi had suggested it.
We walked back to the hotel and decided to go for dinner in
the fancy Buddha Bar restaurant in the basement of the building. There were two levels, and we were seated on
the top on with a view down to the massive Buddha statue and other diners sitting
at their tables. Since we had eaten a
late snack in the afternoon, neither of us were terribly hungry but we had a
bit of sushi and vegetable rolls. It was
yummy stuff, but not surprisingly an expensive meal.
After eating, we retired to our room to get rested up for a busy day sightseeing that we had planned.
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