There's a tunnel across from the National Theater in Prague; an underground pedestrian walkway that connects one side of the busy Narodni trida with the Stare Mesto. We used it almost everyday as a short cut to our favorite cafe when we lived on Pstrossova Street. There's nothing particularly remarkable about the tunnel, in fact it's funky. It's damp, covered in graffiti and smells of urine. Nevertheless, it's one of my favorite places in Prague. I loved stepping down into the darkness and hearing the sound of my footsteps echo off the walls, then resurfacing again, squinting my eyes for a moment against the sun.
I'm not sure why, of all the beautiful places in Prague, that funky tunnel is one of my favorites. I can't explain it.
