Category: Writing

peanut butter is an american thing

Tonight, on the metro, I noticed a sticker advertising a place that does body piercing. Without thinking, I said, “Hey, I should check that place out – best prices in Prague!” And then I was thrilled to realize that that was the first natural translation to happen. Nejlepsi ceny v Praze. (Not entirely correct because […]

something they don’t tell you in the travel guides

Funny little thing I noticed about Prague people… In my teaching, I get sent to various companies. Many of these companies are in buildings with many floors, and have elevators. I noticed that every time someone got off a elevator, they said, “Na shledanou.” (The Czech version of ‘au revoir,” typically said anytime you leave […]

quote

“Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.” King Whitney Jr.

choke me in the shallow water, before I get too deep

I was thinking the other day, about fantasies I’d had of going home a changed woman – somehow I’d fly into my home town with an air of Europe woven into me. I’d speak differently, walk differently, think differently. I’d breeze into Philadelphia, to old haunts and dress in a way that made people at […]

I’m drinkin’ a soy latte, I get a double shot-ay it goes on through my body and you know I’m satisfied I drive my mini cooper and I’m feelin super duper and they tell me I’m a trooper and you know I’m satisfied

Ok, so… I have passed through a mini hell (during which I managed not to slip into convulsions laying in the streets of Prague screaming, “I hate you I hate you I hate you!!” but only rolled my eyes and re-declared my very complicated love-hate relationship with this place but right now I’m truly truly […]

never say never – or, home is where you are

Happiness is walking to the metro in Prague wearing my fall weather brown lace up boots, my black turtleneck, trenchcoat and feeling a slight chill. Do you remember my screaming ranting raving about how much I hate Prague and I how I would NEVER EVER EVER go back? I’m back. And it feels SO good. […]