Europhile: C'est ma vie!

Day 1 or 2 - The Hazy Period

As anyone who's ever traveled across 8 or more time zones can tell you, the first day is always somewhat of a blur. For example, when I traveled to Ireland. I distinctly remember having a Guinness in O'Neill's pub. And when I woke up, I realized I had no idea what Dublin looked like, but I was sure excited to find out.

Yesterday isn't quite so hazy as all that. After all, I seem to remember...

(a) Lugging my suitcase (the only one that made it onto my connecting flight) up six flights of stairs. Of course, I thought, of course.

(b) Passing the swedish bikini team on their way to tour Prague castle.

(c) Getting asked directions by French people.

(d) Having a beer for less than a dollar, in a beer garden that overlooked the city of 10,000 (or some other large number) spires.

(e) Getting a european number for my phone (and if you are nice, I just might give it to you). :)

(f) Hearing entirely too much 80s music.

And that's about a wrap. For those concerned, I did receive my missing luggage. And I found Tesco Value tee-shirts for 49kc (that's about 2 bucks). Look out, fashion world!

Na schled.

posted by europhile @ 09:34