First impressions of Prague in February

Prague in February is an interesting one: it doesn’t exude or radiate or affiliate itself with other interactive verbs that trigger a second set of enticing verbs such as yearning, belonging or welcoming. Instead it remains aloof and impersonal, frostily-but-not-quite encased in a sheath of ember that glows orange only during sunset. The cobblestone streets… Continue reading First impressions of Prague in February