A Cabinet of Curiosities — such a delightful term. It embraces all the romance of the gentleman (or gentlewoman) collector, from parish curates to kings. A time just before the birth of scientific classification, when unicorns and mermaids might still exist, if one was to travel and explore far enough. A time which flows in a direct line to modern museums.
In a city with so much to see, Prague’s Strahov Monastery was a spectacular — and tranquil — find. Paths filled with flowers and birdsong meander past the white monastery buildings; there was an even a place offering accommodation (I noted down the details for next time).