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Introduction
Prague is a city that simultaneously presents the color, life and beauty
of a vibrant, baroque city, and the cold, poor and quiet life of a 50-year-old
communist artifact. On my bus travel from the Prague airport to my hotel
in the southeast part of the city, I was stunned by the crumbling, lackluster
buildings and simply-dressed and quiet Czech people. Expecting sights
equaling Prague's praise as "the jewel in Europe's crown" and
"the golden city," I was remarkably disappointed at the blocks
of communist-style apartments lining the ride into the city. Around my
hotel, the much older baroque buildings were dark with soot and age, leaving
me only a specter of the city's original beauty.
Yet, my guidebook was aglow with smiling faces, bright summer pictures
of Prague castles, and freshly decorated 300-year-old buildings. Friends
had described the city's vibrancy, beauty and energy--a citywide museum
of art it had been called.
On this first day of travel, I had begun to discover one of the many dichotomies
within the city. The city strangely divided itself into two worlds. The
more familiar part, which I was soon to discover, was a beautifully restored
historic portion of the city, overrun by tourists and western European
workers. This part, dubbed the "Old City," was bubbling with
the riches of western investment and its own thousand-year-old heritage.
Here I saw the jewel in Europe's crown--yet it was seemingly the product
of capitalism and open borders that made this beauty possible, to be enjoyed
more by its visitors than by its people. It was the second, much larger
part of the city that I had become familiar with on my first day of travel.
Outside of the restored "Old City" was where most of the 1.2
million inhabitants of Prague resided. Here I saw a place totally different
from the sights and sounds of the guidebook Prague. The rest of Prague
simmered with a palatable quiet reminiscent of communist oppression, and
a characteristic unfriendliness of the Czech people. Outside of the capitalism
of the Old City, I was a foreigner; I was not liked; I was not talked
to.
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