Despite neither of us having finshed a Kafka novel - Sophies made it half way through one and I, well I've thought about reading one - we made our way to the Franz Kafka museum. Outside the museum is the famous pissing statue. Quite a surprise when you're not expecting it. Weirder though was the man that came up to us as we got distracted by it. It took me a while to figure out what he wanted, he was speaking in broken English. At first I thought he wanted us to take a picture of him, then I thought he was offering to take a picture for us, but no. I'm pretty sure he wanted to take a picture of us by the statue. I looked at the statue, heard him say something about us looking pretty 'with the little black dress' (this comment was directed at Soph) and decided no it was too strange and made a weak excuse about being in a hurry to see the museum and walked off.
Not the last old guy with a camera today. I saw another taking a picture of us sitting in the senate grounds eating our lunch. Though I think he just thought we were odd.
But I digress. The Kafka museum. It was a little strange, they had a soundtrack made up especially for it that played as you wandered around. It as a great museum however, though at times I felt not quite smart enough to be there.
After that we went for a nosey around that side of the bridge (the opposite to where we've spent almost all our time so far) to find some lunch. In doing so we stumbled across the Czech senate and its lovely grounds. So being us we found a cafe bought lunch and took it back there to eat and read our books for a while. It was finally a nice day as well, its been a bit cloudy and cold apart from the day we arrived. Its amazing how a bit of sunshine can lift your spirits.
Following lunch we crossed the bridge and dived back into the little streets of old town to try and find the gallery we couldn't find yesterday. We found it. Turns out we walked past it yesterday, its just a bit strange because you seem to have to go through a cafe to get to it. We thought we'd be able to get discount tickets but the woman said no. We were standing there humming and harring (spelling?) over whether to pay full price to see it and t woman said she sell us one ticket for the both of us. So half price, pretty good. I could see why though. The only other people we meet were the workers, of whom there were a lot, and who liked to follow us from room to room suspiciuosly, and 2 other people just before we left. It was an...interesting gallery. Above my artisitic appreciation a bit. It was czech 20th century, and largely conceptual art. Meaning to me, a bit weird and beyond my understanding (occassionally to my benefit I thought).
That brings us to here. Back at the hostel. We plan to do dinner at 'home' tonight. But we'll get a cocktail first.
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