Prague... city of inner quiet, cadence of centuries, held captive for the eyes of tourists from everywhere and anywhere, to admire a culture that comes from history books yet holds firm and beautiful today.
Why do we travel when we can see nearly every place in the world on television? Why do we awake at crazy hours and sit in airplanes squashed and uncomfortable and pay hard-earned money to physically be in different places? Look into the hundreds of faces walking the streets of Prague: Korean, Italian, Chinese, Dutch, Russian... they all have the same expression of calm and enjoyment. Forgotten for the moment are the worries of life; the incredible pace of our world today is put aside for a short while to breathe different times and to think of other cultures. It is more than being on vacation; it is belonging to a cleaner spirit, connecting to an ancient past that continues quietly in our frenetic world. It allows us to connect to ourselves; to think important thoughts.
That is what Prague did for me.