notes from prague: atmosphere

[note: i do know i should have posted the notes from prague several days ago, but a sudden trip to the world of the dead kept me from doing it. here they go, now]

atmosphere is a pub in prague, located in some dark cave by the street that, following side by side with the river, leads from the town hall to charles' bridge. i found it by pure chance during one of my random night walks around the city. 

you get in there, and you forget the touristic prague. i was the only tourist there - all the other customers (the pub was crowded) were czech boys and girls, some around my age, some older, some younger. the waitress is cute (as are most czech girls), and barely speaks english - i told you it is no touristic place (proof of that is not only the environment, but the prices as well - fairly cheap). 

atmosphere was the underworld. the true underworld. missed some company though, as i always do, someone to get struck into conversation, someone to share a beer with. i think share is the key word here. i travel a lot, and i never carry a camera, for if i get to feel the place (as i've felt rome and prague, for example), i'll remember all the pictures. but you know, it would be nice to share a moment, so we could be sitting side by side in the pub talking about what we were seeing or listening, or about anything else. it would cast away this odd, depressive feeling that lurks in the shadows. it's different during the day, you know. it was different during the day, when i walked around the city watching the spires, the streets, the astronomical clock, the people walking around. night is different, though. you might get used to it. to loneliness, i mean. it is perfectly possible to get used to it, but to get used to it is one thing, and enjoying it is another, and the difference between both is huge.