This was a fairly light day for tourism. I first took the tram out to the end of the line (as is my custom). The tram that I took had an LCD screen that showed the current stop and all the stops remaining on the line. As you can see, once you leave the center of town, the buildings stop being architectural marvels, and become pretty bland.
At some point, I realized that the area was getting mnore and more industrial-looking, and by the time I hit the end of the line, it was a very uninviting area indeed. I got these pictures, including an apartment building which advertises “Housing here, now from 120 Kčr/day.” That works out to about US$6.00 per day.
I took the next tram back to town and got off in a more residential area (Nad Primaskou), and wandered about.
I came across this house, Trmal’s Villa, which, as it turns out, is some sort of cultural monument. Just lucky, I guess.
I went back to the main road, heading towards the Strašnická metro station, when I found this place selling homemade pastry. I almost passed it by, but then thought, “Why am I passing up a chance for homemade pastry, given that I will probably not be coming back to Prague any time soon?” I bought a bun with poppy seed and sugar topping, and it was great. If you are ever in Prague, it’s on a street called Pod Rapidem, near the Kubánské náměstí tram stop.
From there, I went to the Křižíkova metro, which is close to the Hebrew Cemetery. Franz Kafka’s grave is there, but I did not take the time to find it.
Just across the street is the general (Christian) cemetery, and I got a couple of pictures from there.
At this point, I was all graved out, and walked to the Florenc metro, where there is a shopping mall. I had curry chicken with rice for lunch. No picture of that, as shopping mall food looks pretty much the same everywhere. However, I did buy a slice of Paris cake, which has ganache on the outside and chocolate cake and chocolate mousse inside.
While walking in the residential area, a woman stopped me and asked me for directions. I have no idea why this happens to me; I must look like I know something. I told her that I didn’t speak Czech and that I was a tourist, so she went off on her own. I hope she found the place she was looking for.
Here’s a billboard for a place called Chodov. The text, as best I can translate it, reads, “Celebrate the conquest of Chodov by American Style.” I’m sure this picture will get me on the diversity committee.
Finally, these three signs. The first one has the word “čočky,” which is pronounced “choch-kee” and means “lenses.” The second picture is an advert from the Prague Zoo, and the animal is a red panda, or firefox, so you know I had to take a picture of it. The last one translates to “Coffee and Tea Chez Two Old Guys.”
