A Crash Course in Prague
30 Days ‘til Home
How time fly’s.
In 30 days I’ll be sleeping in my own bed.
In 30 days everyone (except the employees at Walmart and Wendy’s) will speak my language.
In 30 days I’ll have a wood stove and a car again.
And in 30 days I’ll be leaving the city that I have come to love behind. The people, the trams, the paper stores that make you feel like a moron when you use the word “blue” meaning sad, not the color...
Overall an uneventful day, but the evening was interesting...
This is what my living area looked like after everyone left for the club...
Hm.
Anyways. Taking it easy this weekend... Not really. Hopefully I’ll get a ton of work done... Time will tell.