A Few Blurry Memories from Prague
The only photos I have from my trip to Prague are blurry, low-resolution images. But I still want to share them here. After all, this blog is my little online diary — a place to collect every memory, not just the picture-perfect ones.
I remember wandering through Prague’s cobblestone streets, crossing the bridges at sunset, and listening to the sound of street musicians by the river. Even if the photos aren’t sharp, the memories are — and that’s what matters the most. It’s funny how sometimes the imperfect moments end up being the ones we cherish most. So here they are — my blurry little memories of Prague, exactly as they were.
