Flights from Tbilisi to Prague tend to arrive at odd hours of the day – either very early or very late. Perhaps things are better now, but when I visited back in 2011 my flight landed at around five in the morning. I arrived at my hotel before six where, needless to say, my room wasn’t ready. I dropped off my carry on, pulled out my camera and went for a walk. It was 29th January. At the airport it was -14° C, in the city it was a balmy -11° C. Brass monkey weather. I had just arrived from Tbilisi where it was a tropical 6° C. Still, on this, my fifth trip to the city, I finally got some pictures that didn’t consist mostly of tourists.
First stop was of course Charles Bridge. Normally, the bridge is crowded with tourists, jazz musicians and sellers of souvenirs. On this morning it was empty other than one or two people who crossed in the twenty minutes or so I was there. The sun was just starting to warm the sky behind the old town and the colours were muted, almost washed out, in the soft light. Despite not being able to feel my fingers it was beautiful. Below is my favourite shot from that morning, an image that has served as my background picture on every computer I have owned since. I’ve also processed this a dozen different ways over the years depending on my mood. This is the current iteration.
Here are a few more taken on the bridge around the same time.