A Sunday in Prague 10-18-15

Today started out cold and moist, we even saw a couple flakes or so we imagined.  We got out around 10:00 and caught the subway out to a suburb to the main flea market of Prague.  I thought it may be a bit less sophisticated than those of Paris, but they may about equal in what a person will see. There are people out there who are selling garage sale stuff and there are others that have permanent setups with little metal buildings and lots of stuff.   Due to yesterdays rain the venue was muddy and dotted with many puddles. But people were out with a will and they were taking out all sorts of things; furniture, auto tires,  appliances, clothes, skis, etc.  We didn't find anything but we had a good time looking around.
After we finished we headed back to the hotel and did a little maintenance before going to lunch. Our dear friend Charla told us about a restaurant, Kampa Park, which sits on the river right next to the Charles bridge.  So we went there for lunch and had just a delicious time.  We sat at a table right next to the river and out came the sun for the only time all day.  We started with a pumpkin soup and then Deb had a Pike fillet while I had a lamb shank in a cassoulet of fava beans and carrots.  As I said before delicious.

After lunch we walked in the neighborhood on the west side of the river, Malastrana, admiring the architecture and the feel of the neighborhood.  We walked past the building in which Beethoven lived during his time here and then over to the John Lennon wall.  After that we sat in the Kampa Park and watched the boats cruising on the river before going back across the river for a concert.






We stopped at the baroque Catholic church that immediately faces the end of the Charles Bridge for an organ recital, they played Bach, Vivaldi, Mozart, Albinoni, and other works.  In addition to the organist there was a soprano, and a violin accompanying it.  The soprano's voice was so clear, high, and strong that she carried perfectly all over the church.  The church itself is classic baroque, highly decorated but with restrained taste, except for the altar.


Then it was back to the hotel.