Hard alcohol banned from Wenceslas Square stands. Kielbasas saved!

by Iva Skoch on

The sausage stands on Prague’s Wenceslas Square are probably familiar to anyone who stumbled its cobble-stoned streets after midnight, looking (unsuccessfully) for a more civilized place to eat. The after-dark scene around these stands is not what most people have in mind when they picture the fairy-tale city of Prague: homeless people, prostitutes, and people of various stages of drunkenness.

Prague has been trying to figure out how to clean up Wenceslas Square and some people argued that these stands should be the first to go. But Praguers don’t want to give up that easily. They signed a petition against the elimination of kielbasas from Wenceslas Square, citing “tradition.” It is peculiar because there are hundreds of legends about the ingredients of these things (urine being one of them). A lot of people call the kielbasas “cancerbasas” because of the burned oil used to fry them up. Consequently, the Czech Republic has the highest colon cancer rate in the world. Traditions, it seems, are hard to kill.

The city has decided to ignore the sausages for now. Starting this summer though, stands won’t be able to sell hard alcohol. As for cancerbasas, it is only a matter of time.

Prague under wintry (read depressing) skies

by Iva Skoch on

I was reading the Sunday NY Times article called “Under Wintry Skies, A City Revealed“. It’s just what you would expect: an American writer who lives there is trying to justify living there by telling everybody that the winter there is “really not that bad.” He is listing all the advantages of going to Prague in the winter, as opposed to the summer. They range from “It’s not as touristy” to “It’s not as touristy.”

There is a good reason people don’t come to Prague in the winter. It is cold and gray. It doesn’t snow that much in Prague, so your chances of seeing the Gothic spires covered in snow are slim. Unless this is your fifth time visiting Prague, you have seen all the sights and are just going for the concerts, pub-crawls or food (yes, Prague is emerging as quite the foodie place!), don’t do it!

You often hear people say that the Czech Republic has the same climate as, say New York. This is not true. The biggest difference is the number of days with sunshine. It is not uncommon not to see the sun in Prague for several weeks at a time. Although it might be just as cold in New York, it is much sunnier. If you come for a day or two, you might not find it so depressing, but I usually start going crazy around this time of year…

American man stabbed to death by a Prague cop

by Iva Skoch on

It has not been a good week for American tourists in the world. First, an American got attacked by an elephant in China. Then I read the morning news in Prague only to find out that a cop stabbed a 44-year American guy to death near the hockey stadium Sazka Arena in Prague 9.

Apparently, the American tourist was a soldier stationed at the military base in Germany. The Czech press is reporting that he and his friends were driving a car in Prague when the Czech cop (off duty, I think) started making “offensive gestures”, whatever that means. The American got out of the car and demanded an explanation. Instead the cop–who was drunk at the time–pulled out a knife and stabbed him three time into his chest, killing him instantly.

I was shocked. This kind of thing doesn’t happen much in Prague.

But, based on my recent experience with a violent lunatic in Athens, I will say this again: do not underestimate the temper of people in an unfamiliar country. When traveling, it is best to leave your ego at home. You just never know who you run into.

This amusement park is depressing me: A scene from my wanderings around Prague

by Aaron Hotfelder on

The following was written a few years ago, so no, unfortunately, I’m not in Prague right now, though the following sentence may suggest otherwise.

It’s my third day in Prague, and since my roommates are all at TEFL class from 9 to 5, I find myself forced to be my own tour guide. Staying in the flat for any substantial part of the day is wholly out of the question. There is no air conditioning, and I’ve decided that if I’m going to be stuck in 90-degree heat, I’m at least doing it outside under a tree rather than in my bedroom.

I’ve been guided in my exploring by a couple of rules that seem to have sprung up on their own. First, and most importantly, have no idea where you’re going. Get lost a number of times, and scoff dismissively at that voice in your head when it tells you to check a map. Columbus didn’t discover the New World by relying on a Lonely Planet guidebook (they came a year later). When you get lost, just keep walking in the same direction for a while. Rest assured– home is probably not too much farther.

Rule number two: walk everywhere. You don’t have a tram pass yet, and you don’t know how to get one either. Everything in Prague is within walking distance anyway, especially considering you have eight hours to walk.

Rule three: Don’t spend over five dollars. Bring food with you, and don’t forget lots of water, like you did yesterday. You’ll end up spending three dollars on a bottle of Fanta, an orange soda you don’t even really like.

In strict adherence to the aforementioned rules, today I find myself visiting Lunapark, an amusement park that simply reeks of desperation. Most of the rides look older than me, and despite it being a large place, and the weather outside being lovely, I don’t see a single paying customer in the whole place. A man sits in a plastic white chair just inside Lunapark’s gates, waiting in vain for anyone to purchase a ticket. Eventually, a child approaches, flanked by his parents. They stand still for a moment, absorbing the vast chasm between their expectations and reality. Their faces turn sour, and they put their hands on the gates of the park, like a prisoner grabs the bars of his cell. They look at each other for a moment; the father says something in German, and they walk away.

It occurs to me that few things are quite so depressing as a deserted amusement park.The thunderous carnival music betrays its eagerness to please. “Come inside, children! It’s fun, really!” the park seems to say (though in Czech). “Lunapark, you have much to learn,” I tell it. “Though your intentions are pure, no one wants to ride a rusty roller coaster.”

10 of the 53 places to go in 2008

by Jamie Rhein on

I already mentioned Detroit as being number 40 on the list of the New York Times places to go in 2008. Sad to say, I have only been to the airport in Detroit. After posting about this city, I agree that the capital of the automobile and Motown is indeed a place to see this year.

Places to go lists such as the New York Times version can either make a person feel as depressed as hell that one can’t possibly see all of the places mentioned in one year, or fairly smug that one seen as much as one has. As for me, I’m happy I’ve been to some places, but still tipping towards the so many places, so little time and not enough money to even make a dent reality check.

1. I’ve been to Oslo, although I was young, broke and can’t remember much about it except for this Canadian guy I met who I was enamored by to the point that meeting him was far more important than any glacier I may have seen. I still have the sweater I bought.

I’ve also been to San Francisco, New York, Prague, London, San Diego, Tuscany, Vietnam, London and Munich–all on the list at various points. That’s it. I have so much more to see this year and the two places on my itinerary so far, Mexico and Williamsburg, Virginia aren’t even mentioned.

When picking from such a list, here are my suggestions for making a choice based on the places I’ve gone. I’ve linked the destination suggestions with past Gadling posts. If you click on the links, you’ll go to posts with a variety of angles.

2. For a culture different from your own, but one that is affordable and accessible to tourists, I’d head to Vietnam. I’ve been here five times and have never been disappointed. If I were you, do not stay in a top-tiered hotel, but in a family run place. Much more interesting. Sitting downstairs visiting with the family who owns it is a cultural treat.

3. Laos is on this list though, as a place more edgy than Vietnam. I’ve never been to Laos, but know people who have and they’ve also had great experiences. If you want a place not so tourist ready, this would be more of an adventure.

4. If you want to be wowed by history, art, landscape and architecture, plus a sensual delight in food, I’d pick Tuscany, although according to some reports I’ve read, it’s getting filled to the brim with tourists. Still, if you rent a car and can drive out into the countryside, that might help offset the crowds.

5. For a place where you can easily see pomp and circumstance and a sweeping sense of a country that has had a huge impact on the world, head to London. The last time I was there, we only had a day. I was traveling with my husband, my then 9 year-old daughter and 1 1/2-old son. We walked, took a double-decker bus, took the Underground and took a taxi to make tracks, but managed to have a lot of fun and see what we wanted to take in without wearing ourselves out. I remember hitting the Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace, the Thames River, The Tower of London, The British Museum and Trafalgar Square.

6. For a place that evokes images of traveling on top of a wedding cake, go to Prague. It is stunningly beautiful. If you do go, take some time for Josefov, the old Jewish Quarter.

7. Munich was another place I breezed through when I didn’t have much money. The beer hall was fun, and a contrast to the other things I did. I spent some time at Olympiapark thinking about the Israeli athletes who were killed here and seeing the pool where Mark Spitz swam. I must have been woozy on beer, bratwurst and a period of life when I was eating mostly bread and cheese to make the traveling dollars stretch. My shoes were taped together with electrician’s tape. Okay, this feels depressing and not why Munich made the places to see list. If you have wonderous Munich experiences, do tell.

8. Old Town in San Diego is a shoppers heaven. I’m not much of a shopper, but I love the shops here and the history of the buildings. We visit relatives in San Diego, so we don’t hit it up as a tourist destination. One thing I would like to do is take a fishing boat ride. We’ve only fished on a pier. If you go to San Diego, don’t miss Neiderfrank’s Ice-Cream. It’s special indeed.

9. San Francisco was probably my favorite city in my across the U.S. sweep after the Peace Corps. The most memory producing activity I did was the tour of Alcatraz Island. Highly entertaining and informative. The bonus is the chance to see San Francisco from the vantage point of across the water.

10. New York City, though, is my most favorite place in the world. If you don’t take the time to walk several blocks, say from 42nd Street to the East Village, your missing out on an interesting time.