Soundly exhausted (about 4 hours of sleep in 2 days), I looked out the tiny window of my jetplane as we started to descend on Prague. The scenery below was a lullaby incarnate. The countryside around Prague is almost dreamily beautiful. The soft pastels of the yellow wildflowers, green pastures, and light brown farm fields blended into each other as if watercolored or painted by Monet. Each little village, which could only be described as a "hamlet" in my mind, was a clean, self-contained dappel of redroofed, white-walled homes.
I almost cried a little bit inside when I remembered this was not my final destination and that I had no time to explore the city. Someday I'll go back.
Even the airport was pristine. Spotlessly clean. I even liked the trash cans! Another odd sight I saw was a couple rollerblading through the airport. Unfortunately, I was not able to secure a picture of this. But really, WTF?? Cracked me up!
The last noticeable thing about Prague: the smell of the people. Definitely noticeable for my U.S. nose.
I almost cried a little bit inside when I remembered this was not my final destination and that I had no time to explore the city. Someday I'll go back.
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