I feel like I am starting my life over again. Which I probably am, when all is said and done. Been here since Feb 23 and still no meaningful resolution to my discussion with the CEO. I am now in my 2nd residence of this episode of my life, and the plot has yet to thicken. First was an AirBnb, which tenure ran out 5 days ago; now in an expensive residence/hotel thing. Junior suite is the name. But the price is anything but junior. SDG2.5k until the end of April. Not sustainable. Especially if I don't get paid.
This really is the land that time forgot. Everything moves at a leisurely pace; except for the mighty Vlatva River, whose waters proceed at a roaring pace towards where I do not know. The architecture looks like it is stuck in some pre-Prussian revolutionary movie (obviously). Cobled street are the order of the day. I wonder when the trams arrived and replaced the clip pity clop of horse-drawn carts.
My mind is wandering again - as I find myself alone - again - in some bar with no company except a beer (which in truth is rather good company in these parts). Weekdays are tolerable because there is work to be done, and quite a lot of it. But weekends are a bit painful. Were it not for the odd tourist attraction, cheap beer and Netflix I'd be fucked.
Looking for an apartment is a pain in the ass. And I will have to get a trade license here in Praha in order to become practitioner of advertising in goos standing with the authorities. The brochure never said it would be this complicated.
enough for now.