Prague, oh Prague.
It’s good for me to be in a country that isn’t super accessible to English speakers. I have Denmark and Berlin to thank for warping my fragile mind into thinking every EU country is cool with it. It’s arrogant, and I’m glad to have that notion challenged. It’s a difficult city to navigate because of this language barrier (and even character barrier – I can’t quite grasp what all the letters sound like), but sometimes being lost and confused is a good thing.
Also, there is something to be said for a city that was untouched by WWII. There is a definite aged quality to Prague, something markedly different than the other European cities. Both the people and the buildings have a distinctive weathered and charming character. I’m staying in a cool little hostel 20 meters away from Kostel Matky Boží před Týnem which is an incredible sight and sound to wake up to in the morning. This afternoon I will go frolic in Malá Strana to blow some time before the Prague Royal Orchestra performance.
As I bid farewell to Europe in such a grand, epic way, I’m grateful for all the steps that got me here: deciding to go back to school, deciding to study abroad, all my friends who helped me edit my essay to apply for the Denmark program, and to myself for being a brave and somewhat reckless person who never thinks risks through all the way. I’m worried about going home to such poor economic conditions while racking up more student loan debt, but fuck it – this has been worth it.
Anyway, off I go. Besitos to you all.