I'm sitting for my breakfast doner in the dining room of the Hotel Agon. A pretty girl comes up to me. Girl: Do you mind if I join you? Me, pointing: There's an empty

Mathias shows me the office I will be stuck in for the next two weeks. It's too small, and the secretary they have given me doesn't speak English. It is all I can to

I'm sitting on the platform at the main Prague train terminal, waiting for the train to Berlin. As biting wind blows across my neck, I look down at my sandled feet, and start to regret having

The tram I am riding from Andel to Malestranske Namesti has stopped for a red light. Outside, I see a lady in an apron emerge from cake store and show a cake to a man who is waiting

I dry my hands at the hand dryer in the washroom of the beautiful Math-Phys building in Malostranske square. The dryer is heaven. It isn't one of those useless anemic dryers that dribbles cold air like

I am out for my morning run in the hills around Jinonicé. I hear, through the trees bordering the town, a cacophony of dogs. A couple of seconds later a whitetail doe and her fawn come running out

(An adaption of a conversational)

It was a peaceful day in Atlanta. A refreshing rain had chased off the recent heat and pollen, and the bears were getting along well, allowing me to study. But it would be too much to hope that