By Erik Squire

Here it is, my third edition, revealing to you, my journeys through Europe. In the first two issues of the Beacon, I wrote of my sojourn in Spain and gallivanting in Germany. This edition is dedicated to the incredible Prague.

The trip to Prague started out a little rough, because the rideshare that I took got into a car accident halfway there. After finding another rideshare at 12 in the morning, I was on my way again. We arrived in Prague at 5am, and I found my way to the youth hostel I had reserved the day before. I slept for a few hours, intermittent with young women waking me up as they came in the dorm from parting all night. I was too excited to care if I was sleep deprived though, and so my amazing adventure began: sightseeing in Prague. is probably the most beautiful metropolitan I have ever been to. The entire city is mind-blowingly historical, picturesque, and magnificently laid out with the Vltava River running through it. It is home to Prague Castle, Petrin Tower (similar to the Eiffel Tower), Charles Bridge, Prague astronomical clock, and of course the largest nightclub in Eastern Europe.

I decided to make my way up to Prague Castle first, it was on a mountainside. On my way, I stopped to have a cappuccino at the most phenomenal café in the world. From my seat outside the café I could see almost all of Prague below. As I sat there pleasuring my eyes and indulging my taste buds, my ears were also elated by folk music being played by street musicians. When I finally did make it to the castle, I was very impressed with the intricacy of the architecture. It was quite incredible, and I wasn’t the only one who thought so, considering that every other person seemed to be taking their weeding photos there.
While in the area, I thought I’d check out the Petrin tower on the other side of the mountain. I made my way up the 300 odd steps to be rewarded with a breathtaking view. There Prague sat below, the sun reflecting off of her river, and her buildings like artwork on a canvas.

Once down the mountain, I ran to see the John Lennon wall, a wall covered with ever changing graffiti artwork, inspired by Lennon. I then strolled over the famous Charles Bridge admiring its remarkableness. Just to the side of the bridge was Prague’s largest nightclub, and I decided to stop in and see the Ice Pub, which was a bar made entirely of (you guessed it) ice.

Towards the evening I made my way into the city center, with no particular plans, only to explore. In the very center, there were many street performers, and very talented ones at that. I enjoyed a couple shows, including one crazy guy in a kilt performing obscene, yet oddly entertaining, acts.

That night, I met some other people from Australia in my hostel dorm. We went out to a club and enjoyed the night out. As we made our way back to the hostel at 4am, we discovered a little playground along the way; for some reason we thought it’d be a good idea to ride the miniature carousel there. With that, I ended my adventure in Prague, peddling a children’s carousel around, with four other adults.