Wenceslas Square is 750 metres of slope running up from the Old Town to the National Museum, and it works as a boulevard: traffic down both flanks, a wide walking strip through the middle. At the top, on a horse, is St Wenceslas, cast by Josef Václav Myslbek and finished in 1912. The buildings along both sides run through the last hundred and thirty years — neo-Renaissance, Art Nouveau, functionalist and a good deal of concrete — because this end of Prague kept rebuilding while the Old Town did not.
This is where the country has come whenever something was about to change. The republic was declared here in 1918, the tanks came in 1968, and in 1989 a crowd filled the whole slope and shook its keys at the balcony. Look for the bronze cross set into the pavement above the statue — it marks where Jan Palach set himself alight two months after the tanks, and a second student did the same a month after him. Today the slope is sausage stands, department stores and neon, and it takes some effort to see it as any of the rest.