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.
I both feel like I never left and like I’m home again. Prague in the off-tourist-season is magnificent.
I took a taxi bus from the airport to our hostel and we both breathed huge sighs of relief to be back.
Tomorrow I hit the pavement searching hard for a proper flat and finding myself some teaching work.
I feel now, that I can finally start having a life again. A normal life. I’m looking forward to working, to paying rent, to cooking and eating at home and not feeling like I’m constantly on vacation.
I’m looking forward to walking on the Charles Bridge and watching snow fall as I drink hot medovin (honey wine) from plastic cups bought at the Christmas Market.
I feel like I’m finally doing this right.
Who knew? I am so happy to be back in Prague.