Today marks our first night out the country, officially, finally. We crossed into the Czech Republic this afternoon and promptly got waved over to the side and asked for our documents and whether we’re transporting anything. Listening to the officers speak in Czech was strange – my first impulse was to tell them I didn’t understand but once their sentences settled into my brain I realized I understood everything. So I’m still actually unsure as to whether they were speaking Czech and I understood the context or if they were speaking Polish with a strong Czech accent. My bet is on the latter. Continue reading on our way [zeleneč, czech]
So for those of you that don’t know, Charlie’s here!!!
Big YAAAY because it means I am getting out of Poland (where my mother claimed I’m sitting and rotting…nice) and starting the next phase of my travels Continue reading adventures of kitten & charlie (YAAAY!) [zielona gora, poland]
I’ve been gone for 6 months. It feels like no time at all, and yet a long time.
I miss silly things like vanilla Activia and flax seed pitas from Costco. I miss intangible things like the familiar sound of the skytrain, my routine, and feeling like I belong. I’ve learned not to miss the proximity to my family, but I miss their energy; I miss their positivity, their insights and their inherent understanding of almost everything I am. Continue reading the sixth month: no regrets [gdansk, poland]
i have to be honest. i’ve been grappling over this blogging thing for a while now. rule number one is to figure out your purpose before you start writing, and i could’ve sworn i did but apparently i didn’t.
and so i struggle almost daily to come up with a piece that’s professional enough and yet ‘katism’ enough and yet informative but still literary enough that i panic and can’t write anything. i don’t want this to be a blog where i tell you what i had for breakfast (unless it’s an experience), or that i’m bored (doesn’t happen), or every little thought that flutters through my mind because i have my journal for that (and let me tell you, with all the post cards, pamphlets and scraps i’ve got in there, that thing’s a work of art). Continue reading they say admitting is the first step, so… [gdansk, poland]