A long time ago I posted a picture and description of Nuselský most, Prague’s “Suicide Bridge,” in my post on “From the Walls of the Castle Vysehrad.” At the time the bridge was a beautiful glowing line separating the city from the night sky. It struck me as a surreal bit of architecture – a triumphant concrete relic of communism misplaced above the romantic buildings of Nusle.
At first it didn’t interest me – it’s a bit off the path that any tourist might take. – but after crossing it on foot and spending time in the neighborhood it towers above I’ve come to consider it as one of the great structures of Prague. It’s every bit as interesting and a thousand times more useful than the castles, cathedrals and churches that draw in the crowds.
It’s a strange, impressive and utterly necessary construction because it connects two massive sections of the city by rail and car.
Damn it’s ugly. The communists building material of choice was unadorned reinforced concrete.
As it’s nickname implies it’s been the sight of many suicides. As such its been well covered to prevent jumpers (or at least make them go home for a ladder).
It’s pregnant belly filled by one of Prague’s three metro lines. It’s surface houses a four-lane highway.
Not only does it dwarf the neighborhood but it makes people look like toys.
It’s really quite massive.
It changes the sky.
It changes the horizon.
But what I really love is…
…how sometimes it just floats.
How it puts you above the city you normally walk through.
How it puts you above the trees and the traffic.
It makes the city seem a little smaller, more unified, clearer.
I love how it changes your view and makes Prague all the more beautiful.