7 july 2005

Prague is so beautiful that when I finally got to the main square after navigating the train station and finding a hostel and locking up my bag, when I finally looked up, I nearly cried.

And now the next day Im sitting on a bench looking across the river at a lit-up castle while group after group of touists poses in front of me for photos.

I am alone in the Czech Republic.

Talley got on a train for Paris this evening and I went to see Laterna Magika, a black light / ballet / video performance piece. With clowns. Talley and I had a great time traveling together but the timing was just right -- she was ready to go home and I was ready to not go into any more shoe stores. Also she doesnt like to get lost, and I dont like to eat in restaurants.

Now I feel that possibility of being in the middle of somewhere with a few weeks and only the most negotiable semblance of a plan. I also feel shy, which better go away soon.

(About 30 seconds after I wrote that I was eavesdropping on a conversation between an Aussie and his mum, and it was funny so I laughed, and when she left he called me on it and we chatted and hes a civil engineer of course, because at least half the people that randomly enter my life are engineers because apparently they somehow sense that I will really want to hear about the British highway system, etc, and then he left. This will all be just fine.)