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The Expatriot : No. 6 |
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June 1995Every Journey Begins with Buying a Ticket I came to Prague not really knowing what to expect, nor with the same level of enthusiasm that is usual for me when embarking on a journey to a new place. I had heard, numerous times, that Prague was a beautiful city, something of a sister to Paris in this regard. I had heard, too, that it was filled with young Americans attracted not only by the city’s charm, but also by a low cost (but relatively high standard) of living together with an energetic, burgeoning economy. But, having come to mistrust pictures in guide booklets and travel magazines, which show you useless images of discrete sites shorn of their real context, I had no clear image in my head of what the city might actually look like. I believe that a city must be spatially grasped with the eyes, ears and feet to be really appreciated. Neither maps nor photographs can do this for you; they don’t even come close. Only moving through the streets can give you the dynamic sense of such a large and complex space. ... Read more by downloading the file. Notes Printed in an edition of 100 on a 300 d.p.i. PostScript laser printer; reprinted as needed in smaller editions. |
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