Thursday, November 15, 2012

Prague diaries

Every country, every city I visit, I leave with a distinct impression of the place. One word to describe it all. Italy was soulful, Tahiti was peace, Amsterdam was rebellious, Paris was glamorous, Brazil was vigor.

Every evening for the past 5 days, I have walked the streets of Prague, switched trains doing my usual bit of people-watching and here's the rub - Men in Prague look into their woman's eyes. A seemingly mundane piece of information but something most people of many cultures take for granted. There's the acne faced teenager with the bespectacled girl, that rocker chick sitting on the surprisingly well dressed boy's lap, the twenty something year olds getting back from what is probably their first jobs - they all have one thing in common. They look into each other eyes when they talk. Feels almost like they look into each other's souls. I couldn't stop basking in the glory of so much romance. I couldn't stop smiling, I couldn't help but notice how simple life really is. Look into the eyes of someone you love and you'll see it. The joy of being someone's life and breath is just priceless.


So there you have it folks - I've found the cutest couples in the world, ones who bring so much freshness to the magic that is love, in this little city of Prague. The sights and views, the buildings and monuments, all seem pale in front of this incredible experience.