There were many fountains and statues outside these churches.
Here’s St. George again, slaying that dragon. Remember, we saw him at Weltenburg Abbey the other day (in the Danube Gorge and before the beer at 10AM) and he was on top of the altar there. Here, he’s in the plaza, still killing the dragon, who is spitting water into the fountain.
There are many plazas in this half-mile long complex…many are filled with tourists and those mimes and musicians who are there to entertain and earn a living. And see who else you can spot.
And the castle guards are marching through the crowds, too, on their way to making the President safe. And, one at least, who just walks around ooglling the place like a tourist.
Or, maybe, he was admiring a gathering of antique Citroen autos that came right onto the plaza.
Sorry about my earlier weather comment about the weather; you can see it’s sunny now. Compared to the earlier fog.
We watched some folks releasing balloons and wondered what was the occasion on that part of the plaza?
Well, take a look…there were a bride and groom merrily dancing among a bunch of strangers from the world over.
Then, right around the corner in the square was the densest crowd of all…waiting to get a look at the famous cuckoo clock strike the hour. Lots of action…too bad I can’t figure out how to upload it, but Al Stewart got the sound and video of the whole, noisy act.
If you blow up the photo, you can see the skeleton figure on the upper right in the cage. He is waiting for the big hand to get to the next hour (I couldn’t figure out which of the five hands was the hour hand) and then he gongs a bell, which opens both upper level windows for puppets to troop by and then finally the bird at the top (which looks more like a Rooster than a Cuckoo) goes crazy flapping his wings and makes a sound just like a Cuckoo.
The next two hours were spent either watching street shows, window-shopping for items or services and eating lunch deep underground in a cafe. Here are a bunch of photos of this really busy place.
Largest Czech brewer. Thai massage for Davey?
Lunch underground was good. Irish Coffee for Maryann…warding off the chill.
Later Saturday night, we did an Avalon arranged “Folklore Dinner” with hokey entertainment and raucous crowds of people from all over the world. We’ll skip it next time, but here are the highlights photos.
That’s a wrap for Saturday.
Sunday may take a while to gather, since we are leaving at 5AM Monday and have some more drinking to do to close out our Sunday activities. We did the Charles Bridge stroll and the Millers found the Four Seasons for lunch…how decadent.
Ahoy!…that may be Czech for hello and good-bye.