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This evening we were walking in New Town Prague, which is only five hundred years old, when we made a wonderful discovery. This is a section of town where we have not walked often. In fact, I can only remember walking in this particular area once before yesterday. As we approached an intersection a van came speeding by, and I do mean speeding, tore through the intersection and slammed on his brakes. The tires squealed and smoked. The delivery van leaned one way and then slid the other before coming to a halt just a few inches from another van that had pulled out into the street. Whew, no accident, no one hurt, but two drivers with nerves shot for the evening and shaking from adrenalin highs.
This was not, however, the beautiful discovery. Across the street from where we were standing and had just witnessed the near miss, we saw a large greenhouse.
Nancy said, “Let’s go see where is there.” Nancy--It was because I saw all the beautiful rhodendron beside the greenhouse. I was determined to see if there were more and if perhaps there was a gardent through the open gate I could see just beyond
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This is the mosiac that we had walked up to see when we discovered the botanical garden. the flowers.
The other three of us did not show much enthusiasm, but we crossed the street and saw that to the right of the greenhouse there was a park, not just a park but a botanical park. It was about two minutes until six or 17:58 when we entered the park. We had discovered Prague’s old botanical park. There is a new one we have planned on visiting, but have not done so yet.
To make a long story short and to get on to the pictures, the four of us, Sarah, Emerys, Nancy and I spend almost an hour in the park. When we returned to the entrance gate it was shut and pad locked for the night. With visions of spending the night in the botanical park we started looking for a WAY OUT. Then someone in the group, bless them, saw a small sigh in English, saying there was a small side gate that is open until seven. I can honestly tell you that we did not stop to admire the flowers or to discuss what we were going to eat for supper. We made a bee line as fast as our little feet
would carry us through the park until we found the “little gate” and exited the park. What a relief, we were not going to have to sleep under the rhododendrons this night.
Nancy--I had read the sign when we entered saying Closed at 6. I thought there would be someone telling us to leave in a few moments and I rushed ahead of the others walking as fast as I could to see all that was there before we got put out. When no one bothered us, I thought the sign must be for winter time and this was summer and the park was open later than 6. So I just kept on my merry way with the others following taking pictures and enjoying the absolutely wonderful flowers. This park or botanical garden is one of the nicest I have ever seen. It is old and the trees and plantings are mature. At the far end of the garden they are busy building new walkways and it seems upgrading the place. It was like finding a magical spot in the middle of the urban streets. Prague, as we have said many times before is a constant surprise delighting us
at every turn.
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BILL AND NANCY THE FLOWER WERE BEAUTIFUL. THANK YOU FOR SENDING THEM. ENJOY YOUR BLOG VERY MUCH, SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET BACK. LINDA G