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European Adventure: Part 1

After three flights, 10 hours of flying and lapping people in security lines I made it! Oh and of course the long preparation for the trip which took lots of planning, booking things and figuring out the whole electricity converter, plug adapter and currency exchange. Not to mention packing your life for 17 days into a backpack. 

I've spent the last three days in Prague. Everything seems so surreal considering a trip like this has been a dream of mine for so long. I highly recommend actually doing the things you so often talk and dream about. Where there's a will there's a way so forget saying "someday."

When it comes to beer gardens, Prague is where it's at. While at a beer garden by the river feeding ducks some French boys asked me how I get my teeth so white. Between that and the breeze from the river I was able to bust out some of my French, "Je ne sais pas. Il fait froid." 

Sarah and I got lost around the castle and found a scenic route for nature hiking. After a long day of walking and taking in the city we ordered in and relaxed for the evening. The cobblestone streets have done a number on my feet, but everything in Prague is beautiful. 


It's been great spending time with Sarah and meeting her beau, Gavin. They were kind enough to put me up in my own flat down the road from them. It was a cute little place. I felt like that's how Polly Pocket would live. 


Now for some interesting things I have been noticing:

A medium in Europe is a small in America. At least that's how they label the clothes. Too funny! Way to rep obesity America!

Europe has some pretty tiny elevators. Those definitely wouldn't work out in obese America. Four of us squeezed in.


There's a thing called a hand shower... I thought it was a bathtub with a telephone...


Everyone seriously has a dog and they're allowed to take them everywhere... In restaurants, shops, public transportation. A poor pup threw up two inches from my foot on the tram. 

As many differences as there are around me so many things remain the same. Love and relationships are what keep us all going. A smile, a laugh, a kiss... Joys of life wherever you may be.
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