“What is a normal day like over there?” I’m asked this often enough that I thought I would share a few pictures and descriptions. “Normal life” is walking to the supermarket, because even the street performer has to eat. They closed my supermarket for renovations, so the nearest is about ¼ mile away. It’s walking through a gentle rain, but stopping to listen to some musicians picking up a few extra bucks before they go to wherever they are playing that night. It means using the Czech version of a clothes line. For me, it means sneaking away for a few minutes to a gym that gave me a great deal, but where the cleaning lady doesn’t mind cleaning while you change. It’s cooking up a healthy Czech-American meal and studying as you eat. It’s having the last study for the day and the then hanging out with friends until time to sleep before you do it all again.
