Smetana's The Moldau -- the German title -- was one of the composition I studied during my teenage years in-pursuit-of-a-musical-dream. This symphonic poem evokes the sounds of one of Bohemia's great rivers: from its origins as a spring, its travels through fields and meadows, past Prague, and finally joining up with its major tributary and floating away.
You can call it a belated birthday/end of academic year/gold medal/just because gift, but our visit to Prague this weekend, at least for me, was primarily to see the river.

More pictures to follow soon...
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