Our Last Night in Prague

Our last evening in Prague — bundled up under the glowing streetlights near the Charles Bridge.

Stopped for one last cup of coffee — the kind that tastes better when you’re tired and happy.

Our last night in Prague was one of those evenings where you don’t really have a plan, you just walk, wander, and try to take it all in before it’s over.

We ended up near the Charles Bridge right at sunset, bundled up against the cold and watching the sky turn that deep blue you only get in fall.

We found our favorite tiny café tucked beside a canal (which we go to every time we visit the city) with outdoor tables, string lights, warm coffee, and the sound of water from an old wooden wheel turning nearby. I had one last cup of Czech coffee (because of course I did), and we just sat there talking and planning our trip home.

We wandered a little more, poked our heads into a beautiful old church, and took a few fun pictures by the statues downtown. By the time we made it to the metro that night, it really hit me that we were leaving in the morning.

It wasn’t fancy or planned, just quiet, cozy, and perfect. Exactly how a trip like this should end. Until next time.