So I’ve been traveling for a bit more than a week now, which is kind of exhausting to be honest. I’m not saying I’m not enjoying myself — I am. But I’m definitely the sort of person who feels more comfortable when in a place that’s my own. I feel like I’m continuously stepping out of my comfort zone, which is both kind of fun and kind of tiring. Maybe comfort zone isn’t the right word — that has the suggestion of me being genuinely discomforted, and I’m not. But yes: I don’t feel like I have the opportunity to recharge as easily. I don’t think it detracts too much from my having fun, though, which is a good thing. Yes indeed!

I’ve moved around a bit, for the nine days since I left: I was in Berlin for five days, which was great, and then in Dresden for three. I just arrived here in Prague this morning. It has a very tourist-centered centre, with tons of different languages spoken every which way — I’ve heard a lot of Spanish, and definitely noticed some Argentines as well as Spaniards. (Well, people who speak with the sh/ll sound; they could be from elsewhere maybe. I doubt it.)

There’s no question that I’m a big city or no city person — it feels nice to be back in a big, busy city. Dresden was only busy in the very centre, or right before the soccer game (hurrah, Spain!). But I’d like to get to spend some time in the countryside, before I leave the Czech Republic. So we’ll have to arrange that, won’t we?

I’m here through Monday, when I head to Copenhagen. So let’s get outside! (Well, once the heat starts to fade a bit…)