Six days in Prague hardly seems enough. Thankfully we’re not completely done and we’ve got another opportunity to drag the kids out for more walking. We decided to head up to Petrin Park and its accompanying gardens at the top of Petrin Hill. Whilst the funicular is definitely the easiest way to get to the top, we thought the kids would appreciate it more if we walked up the many pathways that lead ever upwards. After I removed my tongue which had been wedged firm in my cheek we began at the Memorial to the Victims of Communism.
We’ve arrived in Prague, historical capital of Bohemia and now of the Czech Republic. We’ve been a bit careless though and managed to lose our luggage for the second flight in a row. This time round, it isn’t slowing us down at all and it isn’t long before we’re out and about exploring the city of Five Hundred Spires, which takes into account spireflation that has occurred since the original “City of One Hundred Spires” phrase coined by the 19th century mathematician Bernard Bolzano.