internet access is terribly expensive here. will be going back to Berlin tomorrow and hopefully either to Krakow or Gdansk after that, with or without Caitlin.

anyone who wants any sort of token in the mail should email me their address.

i took some nice pictures of hostel folk today, sitting on the stairs and doing what they do; talking bullshit, bragging, eating, drinking beer. i have lots of funny pictures, Caitlin at a falafel place in Berlin, Bourek and Lieschen on a blanket on the grass, Daniel and a girl called Adriana at the tea-house nearby. Daniel is pissed becaue he's ( Read more... )

today i was supposed to be in Kutna Hora with all the tall healthy beer-drinking Czechs, but Bourek's father hopped off to Spain or something like that and he had more things to do. so i've been here, at the Žižkov hostel, which is like a little universe of its own, full of mostly adventuring males from various parts of the anglosphere. i went ( Read more... )

i've traded the hostel near the Tamizdat office for a cheaper one in Zizkov, on the side of a hill. and things are just getting stranger. last night Bourek and i went to this silly pub and drank beer and ate fried things, and he made fun of the Moravian students sitting at the table across from us and the Americans on the other side of the room, ( Read more... )

i got here in the czech republic on friday afternoon, on a train full of singing, drunken Germans. i took pictures from the window of old falling-apart houses and train tracks and telephone wires, and talked with a guy from Scotland about soccer and cultural theory and Ronald Reagan. the first half, out of Berlin, was completely flat and reminded ( Read more... )

the other day i met an old friend of tracy's. asher. he's going to Hampshire and doing the same study abroad program as erica is, and so i met him here in Berlin, in erica's kitchen. we were talking about this boy colin; asher remarked on his vanity. i said, well, what do you expect, he's from Portland. asher said he was from there too. i asked ( Read more... )

i'm sitting in some internet cafe. i don't know exactly where i am, exactly, but aimlessness is becoming comfortable. i'm finally able to get money out of my bank account, i've been sleeping on erica's couch for the last few days and eating mostly bread, mineral water, and Nutella, i'm going to Prague on Friday (i just need to buy train tickets). ( Read more... )

warm in berlin today. wallet lost. bourek was disappointed in me, but it wouldn't have been so bad if i hadn't been so disappointed in myself.

the two problems with bourek are that, first off, there is something about him that makes me emotionally weak, makes me want to fold at the middle and cry, but he doesn't like me weak, and it's awfully ( Read more... )

date: 05/20/05
from: mira m.
to: erica o.
hello! we're in berlin now. i tried emailing you earlier, but i don't think it worked. we've been in a hostel, but if it would be okay for us to stay with you, that would make us pretty happy. so, email me soon, when zou get this! thanks.

( events, in roughly chronological order: )

it's funny that the reason i wanted to take german in the first place was because i imagined it to be a precise sort of language. we were reading Kant in a philosophy class i took in high school, and i imagined his way of engineering sentences and ideas was a direct result of the language he wrote in; so naturally i wanted a little of that teutonic ( Read more... )