It's finally starting to sink in that I'm going to be in the Czech Republic for a while. We've wedded and bedded, so now it's time for us to settle down and really get to know each other. In stereotypical male fashion, I've begun to get that sweaty, panicky feeling associated with commitment issues. It's easy to entertain the idea of baling and returning to what feels comfortable, but I came here for the long haul.
It's strange, the things I've been missing. I miss making eye-contact with strangers and saying "hello" as you pass by. I miss having 4G Internet access wherever I go. I miss money that is green. I miss overbearing waiters and waitresses doing their damnedest to make sure your meal is perfect. I miss greasy McDoubles (Czech McDonald's meat is much too high-quality to be reminiscent of home). I miss being able to drive. I even miss toilets that flush with a lever instead of a button. I really miss Ben & Jerry's.
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| Why hast thou forsaken me? :'( |
And I guess I miss my friends and family too, but Skype and Facebook were invented for a reason, amirite???
Perhaps it's just post-TEFL course blues. Being out in the "real world" of Prague feels a bit different, and I've been up to my neck in red tape. To get the proper work visa, you have to do several things at once. I've needed to get a criminal record affidavit signed, lease paperwork signed and notarized, extra passport photos, a bank statement from back home, and the lease paperwork redone because one date was wrong. And this is all before I can actually begin the application process. Luckily, TLH set us up with a company that holds your hand through the entire process, so it could be a lot worse. I did have to set up a Czech bank account on my own, which was an interesting experience. I never feel very comfortable with handling money matters, so opening a bank account in a foreign country was a bit daunting.
All problems aside, I am here doing what I love to do--teach. My schedule's a bit funky right now; it's not full because I'm still quite new. I actually have four-day weekends for now. I don't have classes Friday-Monday, so I've been using those to work on my visa, run errands, read, lesson plan, see new parts of Prague, and go out with friends. On Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, I start my morning by leaving my flat at 8:30 AM to catch the metro to one of two businesses for one-on-one lessons. I really enjoy these lessons because I get to see some big improvements in just one lesson, and it's easier to get to know the student than in a group classroom setting. Those nights, I have some evening classes. 1.5 hours of a one-on-one Tuesday nights, two 1.5 hour group classes Wednesday nights, and one 3 hour class Thursday nights. Right now, I only have 10.5 total hours, but I'm working on picking up some private students outside of the language company I work for. In fact, I have one this Friday.
While I miss my friends like a fish misses water, the people I've met here are a riot. Our TEFL course was a tight-knit group, and I see almost all of them at least once a week. We typically go out on Friday and/or Saturday night, and there's usually some kind of get-together during the week as well. The past two weekends, we've had birthdays to celebrate. Those nights are somewhat foggy in my memory, yet still quite memorable.
So there is still much fun to be had and much work to be done here in good ol' Praha. I suppose I'll just have to start settling in so I can make some semblance of a life here. Maybe I'm just feeling depressed because I finished the last (currently published) book of A Song of Ice and Fire, better known as Game of Thrones. But seriously, how does life continue after finishing a good book series? Like, what am I supposed to do now? Talk to people? Gross.
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| This escalator is full, and every single person is on their way to a gay club for Matt's birthday. ~30 people. |
So there is still much fun to be had and much work to be done here in good ol' Praha. I suppose I'll just have to start settling in so I can make some semblance of a life here. Maybe I'm just feeling depressed because I finished the last (currently published) book of A Song of Ice and Fire, better known as Game of Thrones. But seriously, how does life continue after finishing a good book series? Like, what am I supposed to do now? Talk to people? Gross.
-Anthony




