After my recent trip to Vancouver Island, wanderlust has been tugging at me. The fact that my stepdaughter is leaving for Prague in a few days doesn’t help. I have been fortunate to visit Prague twice; the first time with my partner and two youngest kids and the second time without kids.
Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe. ― Anatole France
The night lights in Prague are quite magical – sadly I only had my cell phone with me so the night photos aren’t quite as sharp.
We spent quite a few days aimlessly wandering through Prague. There are so many little side streets and beautiful buildings to explore.
We walked everywhere, along with the crowds of tourists. The astronomical clock is 600 years old and every hour features a moving sequence of Apostles – a mechanical wonder of the world when it was first built. You have to look up though – the first time I went I was looking at the clock, waiting for something to happen and missed the whole thing!
The Charles Bridge is a must-see. Built in 1357, it connects Old Town to the Lesser Quarter. According to Czech Tourism “One of the many legends tells that construction of the Charles Bridge was started by the Czech king and Roman emperor Charles IV on precisely 9/7/1357 at 5.31. The reason for this was the allegedly auspicious constellation of the sun and Saturn and also the fact that this date corresponds to the sequence of odd numbers from one to nine and back. Maybe it was precisely this magical combination of numbers 1-3-5-7-9-7-5-3-1 which ensured the bridge’s endurance, magnificence and the admiration of millions of visitors from all over the world. Another of the legends tells that eggs, wine and milk were added to the mortar when the bridge was built. All of this was supposed to ensure its perfect stability for many centuries.”
Travelling with the kids (teens actually) was fun as they weren’t afraid to explore and open the odd side door to a cathedral…
So many marvellous memories…I can’t wait to hear her stories of adventure and discovery from her travels.
But does wanderlust mean always travelling to strange lands?
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. ― Marcel Proust
There are so many parts of Canada that I have yet to see that my wanderlust might keep me closer to home. An epic road trip for Canada’s 150th birthday would be pretty cool. Over four THOUSAND kilometres as the crow flies and some incredible scenery. I would bet that there are many roads equally as stunning as the Icefields Parkway. The dreaming begins!
Thanks for reading!