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Revisiting the Danube and Prague
July 5, 2016

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There are so many simple  pleasures in revisiting a place and seeing it in a more distilled light, with a refreshing eye, and with a completely different seasonal hue. Try if you are able The Paris Hotel and  its scrumptious tasting menu, as well as our old favorite, The Blue Duck, discovered one winter evening on a remote, hidden cobblestone lane, where reservations are a must.

Little did I realize that iced coffees are served with whipped cream and or ice cream until we rested at a bakery/cafe in Budapest, then in Vienna and again in the Austria Lake District. And so I came to expect this afternoon fix in Prague when we settled in a charming outdoor cafe surrounded with potted Japanese Willow trees and low walls dotted with boxes of sweet flowering plants– tall scented Lavender, Salvia, and hot pink Guara buzzing with rays of afternoon sunshine and busy bees.

My Asthma and a sudden case of Pneumonia may have slowed me down but only enhanced my love of the place and the need to breathe fresh air and walk as far as possible, more determined than ever not to miss this outrageously beautiful place and its people.

 

 

 

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Blurbs from my Blogs
January 2, 2014

the steep hillside

the steep hillside and funicular

St Mathias Cathedral

St Mathias Cathedral

Fishermen"s Bastian

Fishermen”s Bastian

View from Pest

View from Buda

St Mathias Cathedral and the Fishermen’s Bastion are spectacularly set on a steep hill that  overlooks Pest which stretches as far as the eye can see.

A funicular (a cable car) climbs the steep terrain and appears to be great fun to ride, and speaking of geography, a tunnel is burrowed into the mountainside that houses an apartment where the family of the Chain Bridge keeper  lived  in the days  of yore.  Castles and fortresses are nestled everywhere into hillsides for protection against invaders.  Every moment of history lives on here.

Every stone, every step, every tile is attached to the distant past. So I am feeling rich beyond measure and it’s overwhelming. Who can sleep in a city so saturated and alive with history?

I sleep briefly after returning to the ship in Esztergom. And after  the most sublime,  delectable dinner and dessert I have had in a long time, I sleep again………but only  ’til the wee hours.

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