Tag: Prague

Une Voiture / aka “save gas, pedal your ass”

We are about to attempt a grand experiment. We are selling one of our cars, “my” car, and becoming a one-car family. It’s absurd to think of this as a big deal or as an experiment and yet, here we are. Living in the suburbs of America, of Seattle, it is sort of an experiment—especially […]

Wintery Things from Christmases Past

I am determined to post every single old picture upon this blog at some point! “LOL”, as the kids say. I was thinking about Christmas traditions and new ways to decorate at home – it reminded me of the Czech tradition of decorating Christmas trees with orange slices and cinnamon sticks. (A great idea, I […]

places, memories: Prague

Rainy days with a sick kid at home mean cleaning and organizing! In going through & organizing all my photos, I came across several scanned images, including these scans – business cards from places I visited or frequented while living in Prague. Lehká Hlava (“clear head”) was a lovely vegetarian (actually, if I remember correctly, it […]

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. […]