Today we flew back from Prague. But the flight for Stockholm didn’t leave until mid-afternoon, so I had a whole free morning to spend in Prague.

I considered the Alphonse Mucha museum, which was just a stone’s throw from our hotel, but wasn’t in the mood for Mucha. Instead I visited the Jewish sights of Prague. The synagogues, just like the churches, all charged for entrance, but at least here I could pay once and get a single ticket for all the sights.

The old Jewish cemetery was beautiful but also sad in its abandonment, in a way that I haven’t felt about any other cemetery I’ve been to.

The Pinkas Synagogue, a memorial to the tens of thousands of Jews from Czechoslovakia who were killed in the Holocaust, was serene and peaceful but even sadder.

The Spanish Synagogue on the other hand was strikingly beautiful, and if I hadn’t had a flight to catch, I would have stayed there a lot longer.