This morning I woke up at 12:15 in the afternoon, to Tyler in my doorway asking if I wanted to go to eat with the gang. Josh, Tyler, Ryan, Shoshana and I ate at a fantastic bagel place.

From there Sho & Josh left, and the remainder went to the contemporary museum of art (not official name, can't remember...) it is HUGE and GORGEOUS and WONDERFUL and I have a lot of quotes & artists' names written in my Moleskine. Can't even tell you how in love I was with the art there.

Came home, read some more Kafka (he's growing on me, these crazy Czech authors...) and waited for Rich to get back from the photo trip they took. He arrived; Sho & Rich & I went to dinner and for a lengthy walk down to see the Charles Bridge at nighttime. Everyone was reflective and quiet-- thinking about how insanely difficult it's going to be to leave this city.

While we were at dinner (we later found out) Ryan was rushed to the hospital because he was throwing up blood. Once we all discovered this had happened, Shoshana, Rich, Shannon and I held vigil outside his door. We had blankets, iced tea, and a Jackie Chan movie to bide our time until he got back. Turns out it was a stomach infection or something similar, and cost him a ton of cash to get taken care of.

We're crossing our fingers that Ryan's better by morning, but overall it was a very good, relaxing day. I'm glad I slept in so late, but this is definitely the one and only night where I'll do it. :)