With time to kill before our rooms were ready, we set out to find some lunch and see a bit of the town. We quickly found that the Prague Marriott was ideally located barely a block from Republic Square, two market areas, an open tram hub, and the main street leading to the Old Town Square.
There was some kind of festival going on at the far end of Republic Square. There were beer vendors and lots of stalls. Need some cheese?
Even our old friend from Nuremberg--the little cooked on a roller bun dipped in sugar.
Fulfilled and then some, we headed out to walk a bit further. We saw the Art Deco extravaganza called the Municipal House and resolved to come back for a more thorough look later.
By this time we hoped our room would be ready. It was and it was pleasant and spacious. By the way you'll need some Czech Crowns in Prague. Euros are not the currency of the land here. Any ATM will be glad to help you out.
Outside once more we strolled through the Powder Tower gate and meandered along the narrow pedestrian only Celetna Street. We reminded ourselves again that this was the ancient King's Coronation Route. Now, as then I am sure, the street was packed with people and filled with restaurants, shops, and souvenir stalls to tempt them. This narrow medieval way soon opened out into Old Town Square, which was similarly packed with humanity.
Towering over one side of the square is the massive Church of Our Lady before Tyn.
The human action in the square still remains the most pleasurable. It is where entertainers of all sorts vie for coins in their hats or guitar cases. I liked this guy doing football tricks because it's a money raising talent not seen often in stateside buskers.
We treked back to our hotel in time to try out the pasta dishes in the hotel dining room and then decided to call it a day as Prague Castle was on the docket for the morrow.