I took my new shoes out for a walk around the city tonight. They’re just as good as I’d hoped they would be. My uncle told me the best souvenirs would be the ones I need. Well, I’m in love with my super-flared secondhand jeans from Hungary. My faded black winter coat with the pockets that zip down instead of up, constantly confusing me, will be my jacket when I’m home for as long as it lasts. These shoes… Just adding to the list of best purchases ever. Pretty soon I’m ditching both pairs of unattractive cargo capris and finding pair of jeans number two. I’ll be sure to let you know when that happens, because I know that is what we all look for in a travel blog.
Day two in Prague. Booked, and paid, for two more nights here, for five total in hostel heaven. Traveling is making me appreciate the smallest, silliest things. This morning I talked about finding the supermarket down the street. Well, Alberts is indeed a supermarket, but it’s like the slightly dirtier, not so pretty supermarket you’ll buy your water bottles and candy at, but not where you’d prefer to buy your produce.
I wandered 400m further to the right today and spotted the Billa market. Breakfast is going to be beautiful tomorrow.
Tonight, Erin, from Australia, and I went out for dinner at a local pub. I had fantastic beef goulash. But how cute is this set-up… Giant pretzels!!!
Ugh. Turns out those bleeping pretzels were not free. They were priced individually.
I’m a snacker. I accidentally spent more money on giant pretzels than my beer. In fact, they cost me half as much as my plate of beef goulash.
But beyond overpriced stale pretzels, I had a fantastic night with Erin. Lots of travel talk, lots of girl talk… Tons of fun. Tomorrow we’ll meet up to find the rest of the secondhand stores and officially be dressed for winter.
Then, when it rains, I’ll spend my afternoon at Cafe Louvre, the cafe famous for being where great thinkers such as Kafka and Einstein have gone. On the tables are pencils and little note papers for these great thoughts.
I think I’ll start writing my book tomorrow.
Finally, an oft-quoted (and nearly cliché to quote now, but I will) thought from Steve Jobs that stuck with me on my walk around town today.
You can’t connect the dots looking forward you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something: your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. Because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well worn path.