An early morning walk in Prague

Bohemia. Such a romantic name. A name Prague lives up to, even when the sun’s barely risen 3 degrees. Although it was spring, the morning was bitterly cold. When most sensible people would still be warm in bed, I set out with the aim of photographing the Charles Bridge before it became swamped with tourists.
I’ve always loved exploring a city as it wakes up. Trams rattled past, the passengers steaming up the…