On Home, Again

Its invariably been too long since I last scribbled here.

In a blink I'm about to leave my position and apartment in Hradec Kralove.

Its ridiculous but catching "Because I Said So" at the local cinema across the street was the impetus for this one..

I guess I've spoken to many of you before about this but lately its just really been impossible to drive from my thoughts.. this cost of living life 'couple of months' to 'couple of months'.

I want to stop, I want to settle somewhere for at least a few (or more than few) years.. I want to buy that loft, decorate, put together a kitchen in anticipation of all the flavours and scents that will pour from it, install rain showers, bookshelves.. create a home. I want to meet someone without knowing immediately that it won't be too long before I'll have to heartwrenchingly (only on the inside because hey, I never let on) say goodbye.

how did something so simple become so out of reach.. it looks like years before I even have a shot at that kind of life.

but here are just a number of reasons why at the same time, I love living like this (warning: EXTREMELY self indulgent).


Being unique on the streets of a beautiful Bohemian Town..



Finding amazing tea houses in Bohemia, curling up in an oriental blanket, sipping on 玄米茶 (reminiscing old friends and times..) and feeling truly... comfortable.



Jumping out of Bohemia almost every weekend (sometimes spending every night on a train) often to AMAZING music events!



Randomly catching up with friends at Random locations that you Randomly met while Randomly kicking off a fair trade advocacy group.



Arriving at amazing global capitals just before they've even woken up..



Being boggled at why the Scottish Pound isn't convertible and why my boarding pass is all but blank.



Wondering how we ever did this to ourselves..



Being constantly reminded that it is the one world we live in, and that our problems are shared problems, and the only way we shield ourselves from our brothers' problems is by shielding ourselves from, our brothers.


(Berlin's Burmese Population Protesting the Crackdown against their Monks Half a World Away)

Opening up minds (and sometimes tastebuds) to the world, experience sharing..



Meeting ridiculously cute girls who don't understand a word I say.



Falling in the snow (in a city bombed by the 'Good Guys' in 1999), finding it impossible to get up, and loving it!



Being amazed at nature's incredible ability to perpetually intrigue and awe..



Hiking myself to exhaustion with a mindblowingly international crowd..



Still I crave a home.. but in the meantime I guess I've just gotta keep on.