Looking Up and Looking Down

 Right, there is a story to this one.  Remember the poor Asian boy that thought I had said he was going the wrong way?  This is tower I met him in.  The door at the immediate right of this picture was the entrance to the stone floored area and the central piece with the clock had a cylinder in the far back, left hand corner that climbed to the top.   The viewing platform is up where the little towers are, but you can't see it because of the angle.

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Here are Alex and I posing in front of the Church, you can see the arch door behind us close by the guy in the fluro green sweatshirt.  He must be Irish.....????
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 This is the amazing view out of Prague, looking north up the river.  This steeple is at the highest point around so you can look out in all directions and finally....
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This is the view down to where we were standing for the posing shot.  Count the windows from the left and we posed in front of window six, in the shadow of the building.  What a shame the fluro Irish man wasn't round to be a point of reference again!

Yes, if you are reading this, it was FOMO's disease, that got me all the way up there, despite my dislike for heights... (Fear Of Missing Out!!!)