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Cheb

September was when I first ventured out into the Czech countryside alone, visiting mountains and small towns. Sitting on the train to Cheb, the 8:15 I caught after closing up my new apartment near Namesti Miru, I started to relax a little for the first time in several weeks of running non-stop. I sit here listening to the screech of wheels on the traintracks, feeling the chill September wind sweeping into this train car. I had raced for the train,…

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Malá Strana, Prague

The suspension of disbelief that comes from living among cobblestone roads, castles, thousand year old bridges and buildings, and people from every corner of the earth is thick with tangible speculation. Who is that woman walking down the street?  Is she the daughter of the ambassador toSweden, a Polish princess, or an American tourist? Perhaps a movie star or some dot com entrepreneur hiding behind oversized opaque black sunglasses.  The man walking next to her could as easily be her…

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Flowers in full bloom

Glowing sunrises and sunsets illuminate the Vltava, the Castle and my favorite verdant wooded escape, Petrin Hill. Days pass and sometimes after midnight I found myself under the watchful eyes of statues and saints, sitting cross legged on the edges of the Charles bridge scribbling my blues away. One of my favorite journalists said that Prague was a place to explore loneliness and she wasn’t kidding.  I have never been so surrounded by happy kissing couples as I am in…

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