get your prague on

hello hello

well, tonight we did something very canadian. we all got gussied up and trudged in the rain (yes, more rain) to a bar down the street for some beer (fanta for me) and some....hockey!!! yes, the czechs played the canadians and boy did we get out played. the czechs in the bar gave us a bit of a hard time (all in good fun) and as we were leaving they were sure to tell us that we would win "maybe next time". Oh bonding over hockey.

other than that i played hermit again and sat inside to read. (by read i clearly mean procrastinate). i didn't get a very good sleep last night which could have partially led to my lack of motivation for action, as i ate bad schnitzel. that's it for foreign food for me. bring on the grilled cheese sandwiches.

i have come to a realization today amidst my doodling and umpteenth room re-organization. i am terrified of the week between when i leave here and before i meet adam. or, not so much terrified, as i have learned even now a lesson or two in trusting myself and being independant while doing so. no, the aspect that i struggled with is more an intense feeling of 'what would i do?' i, as a rule, do not do well in 'meet new people' situations and certainly i am not enough of a partier to go out with the aforementioned new people and have a drink. so then, do i wander around the city (i planned to go to venice) all by my lonesome? Venice, potentially one of the top three most romantic places in the whole world and there i am sipping an iced tea all alone in a gondola. and not just for one day, no- three glorious never-can-have-too-much-time-for-myself days.

but i digress, i mean im in europe for goodness sakes. can i really expect any pity? no, i will just need to find a plan b. or a person b to keep me compan-ee. any suggestions?

tired, time for sleep.

over and out,
jd