out the window (note the tour bus, and the practicing rugby teams --
the
hotel was hosting both the early childhood folks and a rugby
tournament).
In the usual EuroSpartan style this (these) was (were) our bed(s) 
and this is how it looked from the entry 
Wenceslas
square, which is really a long boulevard, with lots of 
flower gardens in
the
middle 
and
wonderful
buildings on either side. At the bottom we consulted 
map again,
and
just started wandering 
through a market 
and
by groups of touring muscians 
and through 
amazingly picturesque 
narrow streets
and shops. Anne was charmed by
these strange elongated and whimsical people 
. We found what it says 
and soon we 
were in
Old Town Square 
,
which was just amazing 
, especially 
the
astronomical clock 
.
There was just too much to
photograph, 
with 
amazing 
building 
after amazing 
building -- but
then
when we got to the river there was the Charles 
Bridge, and across the river St.
Vitus
Cathedral and the castle 
. At the foot of the bridge -- and everywhere else we went, nearly --
there were concerts advertised. We especially liked this one,
where apparently the organ was going to be played by some famous people
and you might
notice
what's across the street there. Just to the right of that was the tower
at the near end
of
the bridge 
.
The
first thing we encountered on the bridge, almost, was 
the New Prague
Synocpated Orchestra, playing 1920s-style jazz 
(more jazz clubs
than
we've seen anywhere, by the way), and caricature artists (must have
been six or so, 
some pretty good). And this was one of the many statues lining the
bridge
-- the
martrydom of St. John Nepomuk (notice the shiny spots -- caused by the
fact that almost everyone going by touches them for luck. We
continued across the bridge 
, passing a ancient (but restored) water
wheel
and an another
amazing statue 
which
depicts Christians 
enslaved by the Infidels. It absolutely fascinated us -- 
the Christians
there
sure do seem to be suffering. Sort of interesting that it was just
above the Kafka Museum on the other side of the road. On across the
bridge 
and up
the
street 
past
the
Serbian 
Embassy, 
where
some sort of
parade 
seemed 
up.
Lots of wonderful old cars 
are used for tours. By this time we were exhausted, so we found
ourselves a likely cafe 
and had a beer and a wonderful sandwich 
and consulted our map again. Onward by 
more wonderful 
archicture 
and streetscapes,
and
up those 
steps
(this
is 
looking
back
down, and this 
is
going up, and this 
is Anne having taken her jacket off, and here is 
some of the view
from the top, outside the
Prague Castle and the St. 
antique touring
car).
On into the castle, past the guards 
and the ones coming to replace them 
, and up to
the 
Ca
and
inside 
--
where the windows
were among the most amazing we've ever seen, but the digital camera
just couldn't do them justice. I'm going to try to find some
pictures on line: they are unbelievable. But so was this
reliquary, 
, and
this person overhead looking at it --
it's a statue 
, not
a painting -- and the 
too. Round
the back 
and
out to the edge, where 
we had this view 
which included this 
, which we have no idea about. Then, feet about on their last 
, down 
the stairs and
back 
to the
metro and back
to our bus 
and
then the
hotel 
.
Whew. Now for the reception this evening.