Landmarks

Prague Castle-History

Prague Castle is the largest ancient castle in the world and one of the most iconic landmarks in the Czech Republic. Founded in the 9th century it has been the seat of Czech rulers for over a thousand years. The castle complex includes St. Vitus Cathedral, the Old Royal Palace and Golden Lane, each offering a glimpse into the city’s rich history and architectural evolution.  

Visitors can explore the castle grounds for free and access its famous attractions. The Changing of the Guard at the entrance adds a touch of tradition while the castle gardens provide a retreat from the city’s hustle. Whether admiring the stained glass of St. Vitus Cathedral or walking through the charming alleyways of Golden Lane, the castle offers an unforgettable experience in history and beauty.

Diary Entry-Prague Castle

Today I finally made the climb up to Prague Castle. And I mean climb, my legs are still kind of mad at me. But the view? Worth every uneven step. Standing up there, overlooking the red rooftops of Prague with the Vltava cutting through the city like a silver ribbon, I actually felt like I was in the center of something ancient and important. Like I could feel the heartbeat of history under my shoes.

It’s wild to think that Prague Castle isn’t just a castle, it’s a whole complex. Cathedrals, courtyards, gardens. It’s like a small city within the city. St. Vitus Cathedral is insane. The stained glass alone made me stop breathing for a second. You just stand there, staring up at the ceiling that stretches impossibly high and it hits you that someone started building this in the 1300s and it wasn’t even done for 600 years. I don’t think I’ve ever committed to anything longer than a gym membership, and these people built a masterpiece over generations. It puts things into perspective.

There was this moment, standing on the terrace just outside the castle, when a breeze rolled in and the bells of the cathedral started ringing. I looked out over the whole city and just felt this weird mix of pride, freedom and total insignificance. In a good way. Like I’m just one small person in the middle of centuries of stories, and somehow I get to be part of that, even if just for a little while.

Charles Bridge– History

Charles Bridge is one of Prague’s most famous landmarks, connecting the Old Town with the Lesser Town over the Vltava River. Built in the 14th century under the orders of Emperor Charles IV the bridge is a masterpiece of Gothic architecture lined with 30 statues of saints. Its cobblestone path, historic towers and amazing views make it a favorite spot for tourists and locals alike.

During the day, the bridge is filled with street musicians, artists and vendors creating a lively atmosphere. Early mornings or late evenings offer a quieter, more magical experience with mist rising from the river and the city lights reflecting on the water. Whether walking across to admire the views or stopping to enjoy the energy of the crowd, Charles Bridge is a must-visit symbol of Prague’s rich history and charm.

Diary Entry-Charles Bridge

Today I walked across Charles Bridge for the third time since arriving in Prague and somehow I see something different every time. I don’t know if it’s the Gothic towers standing like ancient gatekeepers at each end, the soft hum of Czech being spoken around me, or just the quiet realization that this bridge has stood here since the 14th century. Older than pretty much everything I’ve ever known.

It was early, around 8 and the city hadn’t fully woken up yet. The cobblestones were slick from last night’s rain, and a light mist clung to the Vltava River. It felt like stepping into a dream or maybe a movie. No crowds, just the soft footsteps of a few others and the occasional chirp of birds echoing off the statues that line the bridge like silent storytellers. Each one feels like it’s watching you frozen in time but alive somehow. I caught myself staring at the statue of St. John longer than usual. Legend says if you touch the plaque beneath him, you’ll return to Prague one day. I didn’t just touch it, I closed my eyes and pressed my hand against it, like I was trying to seal some kind of promise to myself.

Honestly, this city has a grip on me. It’s not just the history, it’s the feeling that time is layered here. You can feel the past but you’re still living fully in the now. Dodging tourists, laughing with friends, hearing street musicians play songs that make you stop mid-step.