Prague was our last leg after one month travelling troughout the east of Europe; just arrived I was so tired that I settled down at the cheap hostel above the station, hanging around the town rollerblading.
Definitely I cannot deny the beauty of this city, with his typical narrow streets, the river, the S.Carlo bridge and the castle at the top of the hill overlooking the town, but (there's always a "but") I got a little disappointed. Coming from the real east in an out-off-the-beaten-track travel, to me Prague seemed having sold his soul to the west. For sure waiting pressed with hundreds of other people in a square for a tiny steel bird to come out from the clock tower or being treated in a restaurant like the last shit in the earth, didn't help to appreciate the town. I was missing the atmosphere I had breathed a thousand of kilometers eastward with my thoughts still travelling in the charming humble Lithuania.
This doesn't mean I despised the town, but through my eyes it represented the evident sign about how things were changing in the east, and how this change was slowly going eastward. Definitely a positive change for those living there, but a kind of loss for the traveler hunter of "diversities". Since then severals years have been passed and things are even more different now, but one thing is even truer: if you are looking for the east of Europe, Prague is not your place, if you wanna just enjoy a very nice town, go straight there!!!!!!!