Dobrey den, we greet all the cashiers and some smile in surprise. Those Americans.

Today we went to an English bookstore near the Charles Bridge, stopped to read in a beautiful park, grocery shopping. I am making a list of all the museums and places I want to go, things I want to do. Before I left my mother said, "There aren't any screens in Europe!" And I wasn't aware. Now I am here and little white flying things are stuck to the windowsill, my soap, my laptop charger. I killed a moth the other day because it flew into my spilled wine and stuck there as the wine dried. Whoops.

Tonight we're going to go watch the sunset from a beer garden. Right now I'm reading Kafka's Metamorphosis and giggling all the while. I finally bought The Basic Kafka at the bookstore today, a collection. It's about time I read some of his words.