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the ideas of an expat in the Czech Republic


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Under the bridge.. or it's only Tuesday

The coolest thing for me as an expat here: LIFE AFTER WORK. Please, please, allow me explain myself. Work is shit everywhere..ok except for the cases where you are really crazy about what you are doing, or you have your own hobby that transformed into a success business. The rest of us smart-asses have to go to a place that sucks the energy and good things out of you for around 8 hours. What do we do after makes it better. Running for the 4:30 shuttle is the highlight of the day. Once to the subway, sky is the limit. Yesterday's drill: go to the river, rent a pedaling boat, "fish" for coins/old artifacts with a weird magnet. Get attacked by hungry ducks.. Survive. Eat smoked salmon with crackers and drink frisco. Do a perfect side-way parking (you go girl!). Boat is returned, nobody drowned. Meet a friend under a bridge, have some cuba libres. Listen to live balkan music. The crowd is getting bigger. Fish the cigs from the river. People are moving in all directions. Show support to your injured friend. He does look a bit like a hunchback. But he will get straighten up..no worries. Listen to some more music, Dance. Make fun of the other friend by inventing a new version of "Free Willy". Discuss about prices of organs. Why? Just because. More music...no more cigs. Time to go home. AND IT WAS ONLY TUESDAY! PS: met new person: Hello Boris!

Why I Don't Drink

On Tynan

Recently a comment was posted where someone asked why I don't drink. I do seem to mention it in a number of posts, mostly those where I'm complaining how hard it is to find a girl who also doesn't drink, but I suppose I've never explained why. I also don't do drugs, smoke, or take medicine.

I've never had a drink in my life. I went to a private school in Andover, Massachusetts for middle school and I don't think anyone there drank. Maybe they did and I was blissfully ignorant. I remember one kid got caught for smoking and it was a huge controversy.

After middle school my family moved to Austin, Texas and I went to a public high school. My first day there I got lost and happened to have wandered behind the building. to my surprise there was a huge mass of kids smoking cigarettes and pot. One such kid, a Junior, picked me up and put me in a trash can.

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