The quoted verses are from the pen of Jan Neruda, a writer and poet who grew up in the Lesser Town and whose sights, sounds, smells and inhabitants he forever imprinted in letters. He was born right across the street from the hotel where Judith and Jan stayed. In the midst of planning the wedding, they stopped and asked the question: Whose wedding is this anyway?

They searched within themselves for an honest answer. They wished to have the day to themselves, to savour every minute of their new status, to just wander the streets of the Lesser Town, in the shadow of the majestic palaces, to let the solemnity of the moment come upon them, and at the same time not to take themselves so seriously when confronted with the past centuries. To be together, not to lose each other.