Late night prowl

I took an afternoon nap. We ate dinner. Hours later we trekked across the old city to seek out Blues Sklep, a local blues bar. We creeped down the stairs into the musty basement bar. We picked up drinks and squeezed into two seats amidst the brick and cement arches. You could probably fit 30 people in there if you shared laps.

It wasn't quite blues music that night, but it was good. They were a talented group and very entertaining. Lots of stories and joking. Someone won a pair of drum sticks. It was all in Czech. I had no idea what they were saying. Except when they were doing covers of American songs, in Czech. Very fun, foreign experience, which is what we were hoping for.

The easiest way to get across town was to walk the Charles Bridge. On our way over the sun was setting and lighted the clouds purplish-pink. On the way home the buildings were purposefully lit. We might have been entering a Disneyland facade, but instead we were entering the inspiration for it.