I miss Prague. Some things more than most.
- Snow outside. A few hares on the football field. All of us in Mr. Ackerman's stifling hot room strumming away on our guitars. Blueberry muffins on the table and hot steaming mugs of hot chocolate. Me, the expert in taking picks out of guitar cavities and the seniors always wanting to attempt "Smells like Teen Spirit" even though we're meant to be perfecting "Scarborough Fair" (Simon and Garfunkel).
- Grossetos. This amazing restaurant off of Dejvice where we'd land up after school and order a pizza each. Followed by grape ice cream with whipped cream. Begimai, the scatterbrain, Ayla, the GAP wearing artist and Eileen, the prim and proper Singaporean with the numerous music lessons. We were so oblivious to everything else but us. I miss them.
- The tennis tournament. Where he turned up to watch and promptly got escorted off the courts for yelling at someone in Russian for dissing on me.
- Phys. Ed. Class and softball. A spectacular catch by anyone's standards ruined by the fact that I threw the ball straight at Sharkey's head in an attempt to get another out. Him lying sprawled on the ground while I sprint for an ice pack and come back to find a frantic Begimai trying to get him to count her fingers.
- The architecture. Beautiful.
- Snow outside. A few hares on the football field. All of us in Mr. Ackerman's stifling hot room strumming away on our guitars. Blueberry muffins on the table and hot steaming mugs of hot chocolate. Me, the expert in taking picks out of guitar cavities and the seniors always wanting to attempt "Smells like Teen Spirit" even though we're meant to be perfecting "Scarborough Fair" (Simon and Garfunkel).
- Grossetos. This amazing restaurant off of Dejvice where we'd land up after school and order a pizza each. Followed by grape ice cream with whipped cream. Begimai, the scatterbrain, Ayla, the GAP wearing artist and Eileen, the prim and proper Singaporean with the numerous music lessons. We were so oblivious to everything else but us. I miss them.
- The tennis tournament. Where he turned up to watch and promptly got escorted off the courts for yelling at someone in Russian for dissing on me.
- Phys. Ed. Class and softball. A spectacular catch by anyone's standards ruined by the fact that I threw the ball straight at Sharkey's head in an attempt to get another out. Him lying sprawled on the ground while I sprint for an ice pack and come back to find a frantic Begimai trying to get him to count her fingers.
- The architecture. Beautiful.
you've got someone who's never been there missing it.:)
ReplyDeleteawww.. yeah it was a different experience altogether.. you'd have loved it!
ReplyDeleteawwww I just read this <3 Prague just isn't the same without you girls :(
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