Three days in Rome rejuvenated my soul and re-ignited my love for travelling. On our flight back in Prague we were surrounded by Italian chattering and my heart was filled to the brim with happiness. To think that our trip to Rome had been so unexpected, I just clicked on google maps one evening and asked Martin “Where in the world would you like to go?”. In that moment I realised just how crazy my life has become, that I can spin the globe and just go. Money isn’t so much an issue, we’ve saved enough for affordable flights or trains, enough for some food each week on a tight budget and there are so many volunteer opportunities in every country you could imagine which are entirely free.
We were both glad to be returning to Prague for a few more days before our big move. I was utterly exhausted from so much walking and everything that Rome had given me. It really felt like coming home when we stepped back into our cozy apartment and collapsed on the couch, and it felt so good to feel that exhausted. That we had stepped out of our comfortable travel bubble I had created and done something wonderfully tiring. I had a small check list of things I wanted to do one more time before we left Praha. Of course having lunch and vegan cake at Moment Cafe was top on that list (always listening to what my belly wants đ ) but I also wanted to take one last slow walk around the city admiring the castle like buildings, and the quiet magic in the air.
Our final night in Prague was spent at a gig with friends. The music was pulsing, enveloping and mind-blowing. So many sounds, all melting together into an incredible harmony. After the gig we went to listen to our friends practice for their tour in a basement studio room hidden within a parking garage. It was 2am in the morning and I loved every minute. We didn’t get home until the early hours of the morning, and we had to wake up very early for our train to Budapest. Memories, moments and friends are always a better choice than sleep.
Watching the Czech Republic flash by our compartment window on the train, slowly changing into Hungarian architecture and countryside. One month in Prague was a long time, but I’m glad we did it. I truly felt like we lived in that city, we drank with friends, enjoyed days in the park, found our favourite cafe hangout. It was so much more than a fleeting touristy visit, and it’s somewhere I’ll never forget.
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Natalie
There’s something about the charm and uniqueness of these cities that makes me want to travel them someday, Embrace this travel while you can, it’s amazing watching your adventure!