When The Saints Go Marching In


I load up on sugar during this morning’s breakfast at a nearby patisserie in anticipation of another full day of walking while dodging the throng of tourists at the famed Charles Bridge. These tourists, to be exact:


In this square before you cross over the bridge, there are beautiful churches and buildings of historical significance.  What you will notice is that in front of almost all churches they are selling tickets to evening concerts of classical music.  Truth be told, I’m already a bit dizzy from the heat  and crowd. I have on clothes of breathable fabrics like cotton and linen but I’m definitely feeling warm…


Charles Bridge (Karlův most)  is a Gothic stone bridge commissioned by Charles IV in 1357 to connect the two banks of the Vltava River.  There are some 30+  statues of saints along the bridge, and each end of the bridge is marked by a tower. I’m questioning my sanity for not bringing a hat, but I’ve come a long way to see this bridge, so let’s stop dilly dallying and cross the street –do you see that tower?


Now that we’ve crossed the street, let’s see what’s to our left:


As soon as I cross under the tower, all of my uneasiness dissolves.  There are musicians, artists, tourists, pilgrims of all sounds and shapes basking in the sun, pushing without too much shoving:


And then I see my first saint. Followed by another, and another…


People are speaking in a million different languages around me, but this song is all I hear in my head:

We are trav’ling in the footsteps
Of those who’ve gone before,
And we’ll all be reunited,
On a new and sunlit shore,
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

It’s not possible to stop and get clear shots of any of the statues due to the size of the crowd. But no worries, I tell myself, by the time I cross back later this afternoon there should be less craziness.  At this point, I just want to safely get to the other side for my next destination, Prague Castle, which you can see sitting high above the hill beyond the bridge:


Without traffic it would take maybe ten minutes to cross the bridge, but this morning it is closer to half an hour. But we all manage to the opposing tower:


And the crowd scatters into the city…


I’ll meet you back here tomorrow to check out what’s on this side of the bridge:


PS: I’m sorry if the pictures take a while to load at my blog. I try to include high resolution pics so that if you click on any of the photos, you can see a clearer, enlarged picture. But in doing so, it tends to take a bit longer to load the photos (depending on your connection speed, too).


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