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Maltézské námesti flat

I am working for three different language schools and they keep assigning me work.  Apparently, the schools, like the bank I started an account at, liked my address. My Prague flat is perched in a perfect location in Mala Strana. I have a view of Maltzeki Namesti, which I am told by the building owners, was in Amadaeus.  I walk to Kampa park and the Vltava or the Charles bridge in two minutes.  Last week there was a crew filming a…

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A night at Duende

Sidewalk musicians play the blues on the Charles Bridge while the blazing embers of the summer sun begin to fade behind Prague Castle.  Rounded cobblestones meet the perpendicular angles of the platform mules I balance in with sharp abrasive taps.  I tighten my core as I weave through ambling crowds of tourists gawking at the saints perched on the thousand year old passageway, training for competition with the beautiful Slovakian princesses and Italian models that now glide past me, smoothly…

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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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Full Moon

Full moon Golden amber globe Orb of fire Velvet indigo blanket Pinball cobblestone maze Trams whiz and bleet Arteries of energy thrive   The woods keep calling me Into the night Away from the orange spindle Darkness Black leaves frame the rocks Trail goes up and deeper   My drink of dance with amber vigor Morning sunrise 4 am Reflects the fire in his eyes Burning heat deep enfolded I see his soul Intensity contained Integrity from within Beautiful to…

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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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TEFL course Letter home

Finally, I’m done with this English teaching course and have enough time to catch up a little.   Paris was fantastic.  I fell in love with it.  Prague was like waking up inside a fairy tale movie.  I’ve just moved from the schools flat on Zborovska to my own place near the Charles bridge. Now, already June, the full aromatic flavor of this dream is unfolding. I was really busy this past month.  Lots of studying and the hardest part was planning a…

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Prague hlavni-nadrazi

Train station Praha.  If London was a little like falling down the rabbit hole, and Paris was my looking glass, then this would be my first conversation with the Cheshire cat. Stepping off the train onto the outside platform was all hustle and bustle inside the red garish fixtures under fluorescent lighting reflected even the echoes of unfamiliarity in the language over the intercom. This video starts there… No matter how prepared I could have been, nothing could have prepared…

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