It only seems natural that one would see peacocks in Prague, strutting around as peacocks do, for if Iceland is magical, then Prague is dreamlike.
Prague, October 2015
My first full day in Praha was cold, around 35°F or 1–2°C. The sky was overcast, the distance foggy, and no breeze blew. The environment around was still, though tourists, locals, cars, and trams bustled about.
The leaves were changing and many had already fallen to the ground. But the trees did not rustle once or speak and so I could never actually believe they were real.