Me, Jennifer Lyn King, at the Lobkowicz Palace with Friends (Cut Out)

A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I were invited to an event, a Ball or Gala, held at the Lobkowicz Palace inside the Prague Castle here in Prague. The Gala was a benefit-charity event, was black-tie, and involved exotic things like an immense chocolate fountain, salsa-dancing with a live band, a blackjack table, a performing belly-dancer, and the chance to win a weekend with a Ferrari. The obvious amazing thing was that it all was held in the historic Lobkowicz Palace amongst their family collections of centuries-old armor and paintings. The Gala was the event of the year, and, the event photography proves it. My smile was so wide in each and every photo my eyes disappeared into squinty slits.

But the fun wasn’t from me simply being there. It was from being there with great friends.

Recently, I discovered Audrey Hepburn’s quote (above) and have been unable to stop thinking about it. I especially love the first line: I believe in pink. I love it.

It strikes me not because I’m so outnumbered in my house (1 girl (me) to 3 growing sons + 1 very tall husband). It definitely doesn’t strike me because pink is my favorite color (it’s not). But PINK is in its very nature a POSITIVE color — the hue of strong spring flowers and of hopeful sunrises and peaceful sunsets. Pink, for me, is the color of a positive spirit.

This past weekend, at dear friends’ home for Mother’s Day lunch, one of the teenagers chimed in with a quote I will never forget. We were doing dishes, and brought up the subject of garbage disposals. (No one I know has a garbage disposal. It’s one of the things everyone misses. And it’s possible there may not be a single garbage disposal in Czech Republic.) He said, “A garbage disposal is like heaven at the bottom of the drain.”

We all laughed.

In a life of days filled with tough challenges, the value of laughter with friends is priceless. Shared joy with friends makes that joy multiply, and we’re all empowered to be better than we could be on our own. The power of having positive friends and family is the most important asset, I think, in life.

View over Prague from the Lobkowicz Palace, Hradcany

“Look carefully at the closest associations in your life, for that is the direction you are heading.” -Kevin Eikenberry

And, a great quote from John Maxwell’s Talent is not Enough, “If you want your life to be a magnificent story, then realize that you are its author. Every day you have the chance to write a new page in that story.”

The positive I-Believe-in-Pink friends (and family) are the people with whom I want to spend my time. I know I’m surrounded by I-Believe-in-Pink friends when I’m smiling so much my eyes disappear into slits. Luckily, having that much fun doesn’t depend on the big Gala … it just happens when I’m with dear friends and my family, often.

How about you? Do you believe in being positive?

The Forum, Pompeii, Italy, with Mount Vesuvius volcano in the background

The day I visited the Lost City of Pompeii was an ominous day, threatening rain as I walked the site in southern Italy, near Naples. I visited Pompeii with my family, and we didn’t know much about Pompeii when we arrived, but were amazed by it all when we left. Wow, what an experience!

the view toward Naples, Italy, from Pompeii

ruins of Pompeii, Italy

Like all of the travels in the past three years we’ve lived in Prague as expats, we never dreamed of getting to experience it, especially with our family. (Pinch me, I always think … this is such a dream. Very grateful!) We drove from Prague, straight south, through Munich, Germany; Innsbruck, Austria; Brennero Pass, Italy in the Dolomite Alps; Verona, Italy; through Tuscany, Umbria, Lazio; past Rome and into the Campania region of Italy, along its southwest coast. The trip, though it sounds too far to drive, was a manageable 1000 miles. (We like to drive, to see places.) Europe is amazing by car.

A Street leading toward Mt Vesuvius, Pompeii, Italy

Pompeii

We stayed in Praiano, along the stunningly beautiful Amalfi Coast, near Positano, and took a day trip to Pompeii. The biggest surprise about Pompeii was the size — it is an enormous city from so long ago, of about 160 acres, only 5 miles from the volcano Mt. Vesuvius that destroyed it in 79 AD.

An Interior Arch, Pompeii

Visitors to Pompeii can walk and walk and walk, along roads that have existed since the original city. Some are even marble. We saw people from 79 AD who had been trapped by the 24 hour rain of ash and turned to stone from the violent flow of lava that followed.

Person frozen in time, Pompeii

The same catastrophic flow of lava tore roofs off of buildings, yet sealed and preserved the city of Pompeii below for 1700 years.

Pompeii, ruins of the Temple of Jupiter

Having also visited the Acropolis in Athens, Greece, this year, and the ancient city of Mycenea on the Peloponnesian Peninsula in Greece, I highly recommend visiting the lost city of Pompeii in Italy as an alternative. The excavation site of Pompeii is that well-done.

the Ruins of Pompeii, Italy

I particularly loved seeing the original pieces of life from Pompeii: the kitchens in restaurants, the pools, the architectural beauty of doorway thresholds and inner chambers and forums. And the frescoes … I loved the frescoes.

Street sign, Pompeii

Most of all, I was struck by the importance of art. Because in seeing the art left behind by a civilization from so long ago, we can understand their values, the pieces of beauty they thought important in their time. We can look back now at their ruins and understand just how advanced they really were …

Art is important. Art transcends time.

Richly-detailed fresco on an arched ceiling, Pompeii, 79 AD

There are so many things to learn from the past, especially clear after visiting a wonder like the Lost City of Pompeii. It was a dream to get to see it, and is a dream to get to share it here with you!

For you: Have you visited Pompeii? What things do you see in the photos or from your visit that strike you as interesting?

June gardens at the peak of bloom

Gardens, flowers, and nature have long been inspiration for poets, writers, and painters. None is more famous than Monet’s Water Lilies or Van Gogh’s Irises, great paintings of flowers and gardens as Muse.

June Gardens, seats for two

For me, at this time of year, as the gardens spring into bloom, I once again remember how very much I love flowers. The color, the fragrance, the day-after-day beauty. I love it all. If only the world were covered in flowers …

Crimson Tulip

But it is possible to have a garden filled in colorful flowers for many months of the year, even if your garden is the size of a football field or the size of an apron pocket. You just need to know what to plant. Here, I’m posting 20 of my favorite flowers, most photographs taken from my former backyard gardens. For me, it’s a colorful feast! Enjoy!

Will Goodwin Clematis, a prolific climbing vine

Purple Bearded Iris

Penstemon, a hummingbird favorite

Echinacea

Gemini hybrid tea rose

Peter Mayle rose

Inspector L Peony

Peony

Daylily

Poet's Daffodil

Becky Daisy

About Face Rose

July gardens, with Pandora's Box daylily, Lithrum, Becky daisy, and Russian Sage

A swath of daisies

Endless Summer Hydrangea

Hibiscus (hardy)

Jeanne La Joie climbing rose

True Blue Delphinium

Nepeta (Catmint) and May Night Salvia, with a Ruby-throated Hummingbird

Can you think of any flowers I’ve missed? What are your favorite flowers to plant in your gardens? I’d love to hear what your favorites are … Happy planting for a beautiful spring and summer!

“Positano bites deep. It is a dream place that isn’t quite real when you are there and becomes beckoningly real after you have gone.” -John Steinbeck, Harper’s Bazaar, 1953

Italy's Amalfi coast from a hike along the Trail of the Gods

Last week, my family and I traveled farther south in Italy than we had ever visited, to the Amalfi Coast, a region of soaring mountains beside a jewel-toned Sea. We stayed in a village beside Positano, called Praiano, where we even saw donkeys used as means of transport. And so our pace of life slowed considerably, and having a seaside cappuccino became the most pressing item for each day. It was spectacular! I’m so glad I had my camera with me, because after we returned from the trip, the beauty of it all didn’t seem possible, or real.

A Church high above Positano, and the view of Capri's Faraglioli (Fingers)

I will always remember the Amalfi Coast as a place unlike no other I have ever seen. It’s a region of village steps and tiny walkways (350 steps down to the Sea in Praiano), of one long coastal road that winds in dangerous turns precariously above the Sea, and of daily seafood, stunning sunsets, and rich ancient legends. But the photos say so much more than I could in words …

Positano and the Bay of the Sirens, from The Odyssey, Italy

La Sirenetta, Amalfi Coast, Italy

Waves Crashing, Positano, Italy, in the background

Thousands of Steps above the Sea, the View from the Trail of the Gods, Praiano, Italy

The Colors of the Amalfi Region

A Slower Pace, Donkeys as Transport, Praiano, Italy

Exquisite Tile Church Dome, Positano, Italy

Boats in the Bay, Amalfi, Italy

Amalfi, Italy

Positano, Italy

The Bell Tower, Praiano, Italy

Driving near Positano, the tiny roads, 3 buses passing

Reflections of Capri along the Mediterranean, from Praiano, Italy

(Jennifer Lyn King) Oil Painting en Plein Air on the Balcony, Praiano, Italy

the Ever-Changing Skies along the Amalfi Coast

Stunning Painting in the Sky, above Capri and the Amalfi Coast, Italy

Amalfi, Positano, Praiano, Ravello, Minori — if you ever have the chance to visit the villages along the Amalfi Coast, your time and experiences will linger in your mind. It’s a place like no other. Just don’t forget to bring your camera!

A big thanks to Erika Robuck for sending the quote and John Steinbeck essay on Positano my way!

“The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Last week, when my family and I were on vacation along Italy’s Amalfi Coast (no internet access to speak of), my dearest friend and writing partner, Erika Robuck, passed along a writing challenge: to post 7 lines from the 77th page of my novel. It’s one of those tag-your-friend challenges and so oodles of novelist friends have been posting teasers from their latest work.

The online world of writers and writer friends has turned out to be one of my most treasured networks of friends, especially since writer friends know what the inside of my head is like (filled with thoughts, stories, and connections of obscure things), and embrace the writing journey alongside me as I work toward publication and life as a career novelist.

Here, a couple of links to friends’ blogs with their teasers:

Erika Robuck, whose upcoming HEMINGWAY’S GIRL will be published by NAL/Penguin in September

Kimberly Brock, whose debut novel THE RIVER WITCH has just been published last week

Hallie Sawyer, whose WIP is on the historical Kansas orphan train

Sarah McCoy, whose THE BAKER’S DAUGHTER was released earlier this year

Jenna Blum, whose stunning novel, THOSE WHO SAVE US, continues to be a bestseller, and her second novel, THE STORMCHASERS, ties into her love for stormchasing

Me, at L'Orangerie in Paris with Monet's Water Lilies

Okay– now for my 7 lines from page 77 of my novel-on-submission, WATER LILY. Actually, I stretched it to include 12 lines, so it makes more sense …

In this scene, Rachel (the protagonist) is talking with a former friend outside the library at Columbia University. She’s just spent hours trying to find answers to questions raised by a letter she received about her deceased parents and her past:

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“Hmm. I’m guessing then that it said the opposite of what you’ve always been told?” David said.

I breathed deep and steadied my words before they came out. It was impossible to act as though I was fine. But I had to be. I didn’t know what the truth was. “Yes.”

David’s head turned sharply toward me, and the affable exterior he wore so well was gone. “It’s serious, then.”

I nodded, pulling at a blade of grass between my fingers. “I can’t have anyone finding out about it. It’s of the magnitude that it would affect my wedding. My job. Flurry and Dick. Everything.”

“If you want, I can try to help you find out more.”

I glanced at his face, sincere. “I don’t know. I hoped I could figure it out on my own and be done with it, soon, so I could get back to normal.”

“Normal.” He smiled, and stared off into the far distance. “My background is architecture, but I have friends who are in law.” His eyes turned to mine. “If you want, I could ask if they would help you. And of course, they would keep whatever they help you find under wraps.”

My mouth crackled with dryness. “Can I think about it?”

People passed along the sidewalk in front of us, and I watched in silence. Parents walked alongside their kids, as if taking them for freshman orientation.

“Sure. Of course.” David pulled a worn bi-fold wallet from his pocket, and withdrew a business card from one of the leather slots. “Call me or email me if you decide you want the help. I’ll do all I can to connect you to what you need, anytime.”

David’s eyes stayed on me as I stared into the distance. I could feel the weight of his stare, hot, as if he could burn his way through my exterior and see my thoughts for himself. He knew me, and I had forgotten how that felt. I turned to face him.

“Thank you,” I said, taking the card. “This means a lot.”

——-

Next week, I’ll be posting photographs from my travels in Southern Italy and the stunningly turquoise waters of the Mediterranean along Positano and the Amalfi Coast. A teaser photograph:

Italy's Amalfi coast from a hike along the Trail of the Gods

As always, thanks for joining in the journey–and if you’d like to leave a comment, I love hearing from you! -JK

The traveler was active; he went strenuously in search of people, of adventure, of experience.  The tourist is passive; he expects interesting things to happen to him.  He goes “sight-seeing.”  ~Daniel J. Boorstin

It’s no secret that I love to travel.

For the past three years, as my family and I have lived in Prague as expats, my love for travel has only grown. We have seen and traveled and experienced more languages and countries (over 20) in these three years than I could have ever imagined. Well, more than I could have imagined from my life in the US.

The biggest thing I’ve learned is that traveling Europe is doable on a tight budget. Most of Europe is within a day’s drive. It’s all dependent on how you travel.

Following, the top ten tips (from my experience) for how to travel Europe on a budget:

1) Research: buy or borrow a few good books on Europe. Make a list of the top places you’d like to visit in Europe. Start gathering links or clippings on the places you’d like to visit.

Barcelona at the Beach

2) Begin watching for airline deals on cheap tickets from your home city to a city you’d like to see in Europe. Deals can be found for even as low as $500 round trip, especially if you have day and month flexibility. The lowest cost airport hubs in Europe tend to be Amsterdam, Paris, Frankfurt, Milan, and a few others.

3) Decide to come in the tourist off-season. For most of Europe, this means any month BUT the end of June, and the whole months of July, August, and September. Here in Prague, the weather is beautiful even in October, part of November, and in April and May.

Rome, along the River Tiber

4) Choose to fly into a city that is central to the area of Europe you’d like to travel. For instance, if you’re hoping to see Switzerland, Salzburg, Lake Como, and Venice, then flying into Milan, Italy would be the best choice because of its central location.

5) Plan the way you’d prefer to travel between cities. I recommend renting a car, because my family and I have enjoyed getting to see and experience the off-the-beaten-path places as we travel between destinations. Some may recommend traveling by train and Eurorail, but consider that in many European countries, the Eurorail isn’t a great option (especially in the former Soviet Bloc regions). If you plan to rent a car, great deals can be found. Ensure that a) you’ve applied for and gotten an International Driver’s Permit at your local AAA office, b) you’ve read up on the differences in traffic laws in European countries from the US, and c) you’ve brought along a dependable GPS navigation system preloaded with European maps.

London

6) Map your travels out on Google Maps or on a hard copy map. Determine the length of your stay in each place. Prepare language guides and local information about each place on your list.

7) Find the places you’ll stay. **This is the biggest way to save money while traveling Europe.** Instead of standard hotels ($250 and up per night per person), search booking.com, traveladvisor.com, flipkey.com, and trustandtravel.com for apartments or villas (sometimes nice places can be found for as low as $350 for 3 nights) where you can stay. Sometimes it’s possible to find a place including breakfast, or one that will accomodate a 3-day stay instead of a week. The best rates are especially available in the off-season. Spend as long as you can on this part, as often, your favorite memories will be of the places where you did a little digging and research to find them. Also, even lower-cost hostels can be found in almost every European town and village.

the stunning Villa at Montecchia

8) Invest in a few brilliant pieces of travel clothing and accessories. Must-haves for Europe include a) a water-repellent jacket, b) a cross-body bag or documents holder for passport and money, c) sturdy walking shoes for treading cobblestones, d) a sweater or sweatshirt (even in the hottest months of the year, it can be cold in Europe!). Be prepared with these few things, and you’ll save money from having to buy it once you’re here. Clothes are expensive in Europe.

9) Invest in a handy camera, or in a camera that is easy to use, that takes great photographs. Chances are, if you’re traveling Europe, you’ll see and experience things you never dreamed of seeing and doing. You need the camera to prove to yourself that you actually did it, later.

Sunrise at Monterosso al Mare, the Cinque Terre, Italy

10) Most importantly, bring your sense of humor. Every time we travel, something unexpected happens. Sometimes it’s big, sometimes it’s small — but there’s always room for serendipity when you bring along a sense of humor.

As Maya Angelou said so well, travel is important: “Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.”

The View of Prague's Spires toward Old Town, from Charles Bridge

Getting to travel Europe and its endless cultural treasures is a dream. Once you’ve been, you’ll want to return again and again. Be prepared for a once-in-a-lifetime trip!

Any suggestions? Anything to add?

Author: A Video by Jennifer Lyn King

One day about six years ago, I was deep in the process of writing my first book, and the UPS man pulled up at my house. He brought a package to the front door, from my publisher, Tyndale House. After holding my Boxer back from tackling her favorite Man from the Big Brown Truck, my three boys helped me tear into the package. I’ll never forget what waited for me inside the box.

I had recently received news that Tyndale had contracted with me for the book, and the package was a congratulations follow-up. Inside the box, I found a hefty white coffee mug and a textured white book. The word “Author” had been printed in simple black typewriter font on both the mug and the book. As soon as I saw them, my eyes misted over.

It made it real. I was an Author.

Since that day, I’ve kept my pencils and pens in the mug, at the corner of my desk. And, every so often, I flip through the wonderful book Tyndale sent, the book about being an author.

Author, a screen shot from the video: I Begin.

For those of you who are not writers, the process of writing a book may seem different or mysterious. And for those of us who are writers, we know the tremendous amount of life and love and effort that goes into creating a book or a novel. It’s all-consuming at times.

I’m steeped in research for my next novel, and have been thinking about what goes into writing a book. So, in the midst of this past cold and rainy Prague weekend, I worked with my oldest son to create a video that is inspired by the Author book. I’ve titled it Author: A Video. It’s five minutes long and is filled with color photographs and simple I-statements, about the life an author lives while writing a book.

I hope you enjoy it!

PS. A big thanks to the great 13-year-old at King’s Might Productions for his computer savvy! ***The purpose of this video is for personal and non-commercial use and sharing with author and writer and reader friends. Thanks to Microsoft Office Clipart for free use of its photos for this project.

“The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.”  -William Faulkner

The seeds of my novel WATER LILY started two-and-a-half years ago, as I juggled visas and packing slips through the whirlwind of my family’s Trans-Atlantic move to Prague from Ohio. My life was chaotic pre- and post-move, but being able to work on one thing, a story, during a time of intense transition was a necessity. And so began WATER LILY.

Then Prague entered my life and my well of inspiration filled to almost bursting at the seams. Beautiful Prague has had a generous hand in Water Lily‘s development.

View over Prague from the Lobkowicz Palace, Hradcany

For the past many years, I’ve written on novels, all of which have been pushed into a writing drawer. But Water Lily is the story that has held on and kept with me. I love the characters and the story. With each rewrite of Water Lily, the story stakes became higher and the characters more complex. And last week, after years of drafts and intense recent work with my wonderful writing partner, I finished the final draft of Water Lily!

The writing journey and the path to publication is a long one, but it’s one I’m very excited about. Following, the pitch for Water Lily:

“When twenty-eight year old fashion model Rachel Revere receives a letter from Prague, it shatters everything she has been told about her parents and their death twenty-three years ago. Her father’s heirloom viola has surfaced in the Prazsky royal music archives in Czech Republic, the letter says, and raises the question that her father may be still alive. With former boyfriend David Weston, Rachel sets off on a quest to find the truth of her past, placing her career, her engagement, and her family ties in jeopardy. In travels to Prague and coastal Japan, Rachel discovers her father’s viola, marked with ivory-inlayed water lilies, to be a priceless Stradivarius, whose true identity had long been hidden from Nazi and Soviet confiscation. And with the viola, she finds the final link leading to the truth about her past.

Inspired by the true story of the Lobkowicz family in the Czech Republic, WATER LILY intertwines the past and its mysteries with Rachel’s present search into long-held secrets, exploring the theme that despite the ways others sabotage the past, the human spirit will rise to discover it anew, again.

WATER LILY, 80,500 words, is contemporary up-market fiction … ”

Monet's Water Lilies, L'Orangerie, Paris

After The End, I celebrated with my guys, of course, but then it was on to the next (grueling) phase first-time novelists must go through: the search for a literary agent. I am deep in that process now. The process of completing a novel, getting an agent and then a publisher is a long journey …but it’s worth it. Story is vital.

One of my favorite teachers of writing and story, the famed Robert McKee, author of STORY, says this: “Stories are the creative conversion of life itself into a more powerful, clearer, more meaningful experience. They are the currency of human contact.”

Last night, I was reminded of how important stories are to life and living.

My oldest son (7th grade) had the opportunity along with his class at school to become student curators with the Lobkowicz Collections. About two hundred parents sat surrounded by the exquisite trompe l’oeil paintings of the Lobkowicz Palace Imperial Hall. And, before the dozen presentations on the 16th century artifacts (swords, armor, jeweled purses, coins, etc–all wow! items), the lead teacher talked about the reason for the project. The main question, he said, was: what stories do these objects tell and how do those stories relate to our lives today?

Yes. Life is full of inspiration and stories. The meaningful part of life happens when we can tie those stories together, and they can live and create life again. This is the reason why I write.

Prague, from the Lobkowicz Palace: Pure Inspiration

Huge thanks to my many writer friends for their feedback and encouragement along the way, and especially my super writing partner.

Thanks to all of you for prayers and crossed fingers, toes, etc., for the next step in the journey!

The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him. ~Auguste Rodin

Vibrant Tulips

Every year about this time I remember one of my favorite quotes, unknown in source, that says, “If we live to be 100, we’ll get to witness Spring only 100 times.”

This year in Prague, spring tiptoed in. The dark grays and dreary colors so akin to the post-Communist world have clung tightly to winter, yet slowly we are seeing color return to the scene. Green in the grass in spots, a snowdrop flower bobbing in the breeze — yet adding the robin’s-egg blue sky and the warm sunshine, it feels like spring. She is coming!

I love the flowers of spring, and have taken several photos of recent bouquets to share … I can’t wait for the garden flowers to begin to bud and bloom. And yet, the anticipation of spring’s grand performance is part of the joy.

Delicate

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
~William Wordsworth, “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud,” 1804

Bouquet of Sunshine and Fragrance

I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.  ~Claude Monet

Gerbera Daisies

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold:  when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.  ~Charles Dickens

Tulips

Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.  ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke

Mixed Lily and Daisy Bouquet, Veneto, Italy

Daffodils bring me endless joy — if only we could share the fragrance here! Of all of spring’s flowers, which are your favorite?

“Known as the “golden city of 100 spires” and a “symphony in stone”, Prague boasts architectural styles ranging from the Renaissance and Baroque right up to the art nouveau and cubist styles of the 20th Century.” -Prague Guidebook

To walk around Prague for a day is to walk through time. From the cobblestone streets to the hundreds of spires stretching skyward, Prague is an enchantress.

Even after living in Prague for almost 3 years, I can’t seem to get enough of Prague and her beauty. I savor time out on the Charles Bridge, where tourists pass under the Saints guarding over the Vltava River. I love exploring the nooks carved into the centuries of buildings here, and discovering the artistic palette of a city that does play a symphony with her stones.

Recently, I took my camera along for a day out in Prague. So, following, join me in a photojournal of Prague’s famed artist’s lane, Golden Lane, built inside the Prague Castle wall, and of the spires along the way. I hope you enjoy them, this glimpse of Prague in March at the brink of Spring!

Prague Castle Entrance, Changing of the Guards

Entrance to Prague Castle, facing out

Prague

Prague

Prague

Prague

Prague's Strahov Monastery Lion

Statue on Nerudova Street, Prague

Nerudova Street, Prague

Prague, around Kampa Island

Prague Castle's Saint Vitus Cathedral

Sign for Prague's Golden Lane

Prague's Golden Lane

Prague's Golden Lane

Evidence of the Artists of Golden Lane, Prague

Prague's Golden Lane