Prague is a different kind of pretty. Unlike the clean, beautiful streets and buildings of Vienna, Salzburg, Zurich and Paris forthcoming, it looks dark and grimy. But the ornate, colourful buildings forgive how less well-kept the city is. It’s districts have definitive charm that separates one part from another, much unlike any other city I’ve been to here.
Now we move on to Wien, but I’m already missing our brief encounter with the East.