visualize this:

so, among other things, this episode will have a visual component. in fact, it might as well be a tv show. about me. this picture above it the view from the Charles Bridge at night. That night was a little sketchy because Melody and I walked down there alone and were approached by a giant mohawk but we are fabulous and survived unharmed.

Let's see what other adventures I have up my sleeve for all you loyal viewers... Ah yes, this. If you tilt your head you can see the fabulous gothic cathedral inside the castle. This is where I go to write in my journal. It's all very european. you should all try it sometime.

One final picture before I launch into the real meat and potatoes of this....

drumroll please.....

This is where Franz Kafka lived. Apparently this is a big deal. I've never read any Kafka but the Humanities students say he's "amaaazing" (just like that, extra emphasis on the second 'a'). I just though it was a precious small house.

It rained today. Very Vancouver of you, Praha, very Vancouver.

A few aesthetic observations of the Czech Republic:
1. The women do not mind wearing intensely short skirts. This would be ok if most of them had the legs to pull it off.
2. The city generally smells of urine or other bodily fluids. This is common for big cities I know, but today it was rather prominent and thus, worthy of note.
3. For some reason Czech people feel that the mullet is a wise and stylish hairstyle. I feel as though, if there was one thing I would impose my western culture upon it would be to inform them that, in fact, the mullet is "hideous". Particularly when dyed pink. Jem called, she wants her hair back.

That's all for today kidlets.
Until next time, keep fit and have fun.